Madame Delanie's.... (Open)

Pom'elle

A shiver runs down my spine as he touches my leg. It is all I can do to remain standing as my legs have turned to jello. It has been too long since I have been with a man. My voice seems to be gone, I look down and smile at him, hoping he knows that I don't mind him helping. His eyes are so alluring, it is like I am under his spell,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,I hope this wasn't a mistake coming here.
 
Arnauld

With no reply, just a trembling I let my hand slip out from the dress and walk around behind her, leaning over to kiss the bare shoulder where the straps don't cover it.

I take tiny kisses from her shoulder blade and trail them up her neck while resting my hands on her hips, just rubbing. Then I slide my hands up, carressing her back and undo the tiny straps that hold up her dress.

"I'm sorry to have do this, cherie, you look so wonderful in the dress and the purple flatters your eyes but I'd rather you be without it."

A few more ministrations and the dress begins to fall though I save it from hitting the floor. Taking Pom'elle's arm I step her out from it and then slowly lay it out so that it does't wrinkle. I turn back around to see her blushing, nearly naked in her garter and stockings, silk underwear and bra.

"It really is a shame to remove any woman from a garter and stockings, especially one as lovely as you but I did promise a bath."

I smile again, trying to put her at ease. and reach out one hand to the garter, ready to unsnap it as soon as her eyes say yes.
 
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Pom'elle

His hands are like magic, my skin seems to heat under his touch. He is so smooth, talking and touching, I didn't even notice that my dress was undone until he took my hand to help me step out of it. I blushed. As he reaches for my garter belt I realize that I am getting moist between my legs. When he pauses I look down, I see the question in his eyes. I smile and nod my head for him to continue.
 
Arnauld

I unsnap each garter, kissing the thigh where it unbuckles before rolling the stockings down and taking her heels off. I rub my hand up the arches before standing. Again, moving behind her I push down the garter so that it lands at her feet and whisper in her ear.

"Just kick it off. We'll find it later."

I then unsnap the bra, letting her catch it and run my hands around her stomach, avoiding the breasts for now. Instead I run my hands down to her hips again and rolling my palms against her push down the silk panties until they are at her feet.

Leaving them there I stand back up and lead her to the adjacent bathing room.

I turn her around so that she has to face me.

"You're perfect."

I lean forward and kiss the underside of her right breast, a few inches below her nipple, sucking a little at the skin.

"One more decision for you and then you won't have to make any for a while. Would you like me to bathe you? If so, just help me out of this suit, would you? I'd be a lot less emberassed if I could join you."

I grin at her, and stare at her eyes.
 
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Pom'elle

Oh, god, doesn't he know how much I want him, yet he still wants me to bathe! I look into his eyes and smile, my hand reaches out to help him take off hi jacket. I reach up and undo the tie, letting it rest against the shirt as I start to unbutton the shirt. I undo the buttons, slowly, in hopes that this is driving him as crazy as it is driving me.

I untuck his shirt from his pants and undo the cufflinks on the sleeves. I push his shirt off his shoulders and inhale sharply,,,,,,,, he is beautiful! I run my hands across his chest, want to touch all of him. I then proceed down the chest to the stomach, as I reach the top of his pants I stop. Suddenly, I am nervous, I have never taken a man's pants off before. I have never seen a man naked before, my husband liked the dark and even then it was nothing like this.

I look into his eyes, I see he is watching me, it is like he can read what is going on in my head. I swallow down my nervousness and undo his pants.
 
Arnauld

I know she is nervous but this is part of confidence, to see how much I admire her and what she can do to a man. As she reaches my buckle and pauses I take a handful of hair to run through my fingers and look down at her.

We both pause for a moment and I let her steel her courage. As she returns to the task I say as softly as I can and still be heard, "thank you."
 
Pom'elle

As I undo his belt I hear him say, "thank you". I then undo his snap and take down the zipper. I slowly push the pants down, when they reach his ankles I stop and untie his shoes. He reaches down to lean on my shoulder as he lifts one foot at a time so I can help him take off his shoes, socks and pants. I run my hands up his legs as I stand back up. He is standing there in his boxers. She puts her hands on the waistband of his boxers. She looks at him nervously.
 
Arnauld

I reach down to cover Pom'elle's hands with my own. Pressing down I use her hands to slide my boxers down. Half aroused my penis rises into the warm room's air to meet her.

Nervously, I see her shy back a little and I don't press it but she never takes her eyes away.

After stepping out of the underwear I raise her up and kiss her collar bone, and leave three small kisses along the edge of her breast. I know tha she can feel the tip of my glans trailing her thigh.

Taking her face in my hands I pull it up and lean down to kiss her on the lips, very gently once and abruptly let go.

"Now we have to bathe you."

I'm teasing her of course but its necessary to highten her senstitivity so that desire overwhelms her nervousness.
 
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Connor MacLeod

Her hands and lips are coaxing evrything out of me. Pulling on my very soul.

My moans and groans are getting louder, more insistent.

My hips thrust faster, now. Slipping my cock between her willing lips.

"Ahhhh, fuck... ahhh yeah...."

I can feel my orgasm building already... impossibly quickly...

That's what happens when you put your heart into it Connor... your control runs away...

My hands tangled in her hair, as her head bobbed faster on me...
 
Madame Delanie

I could feel connor losing control, his rythm increasing as his hands took hold of my hair. My lips expertly sucking, teasing, licking him.

Ahhhh, fuck... ahhh yeah....

My hands gripped his thighs, pumping my lips faster wanting him to release into my mouth but at the same time wanting him to slide his cock into my soaked pussy.
 
plainjane said:
When I heard him speak I pressed close to him. I smiled up at him, and kissed him again to give him another taste of Chloe, and then slid to my knees before him. I thought how nice it would be to mix his cum with hers in my mouth, and took him in there and started sucking him, while undoing his belt and letting his pants fall to the floor around his ankles.

I was so horny after being with Chloe I'd have fucked him for nothing in a heartbeat, but house rules are house rules, and any sex here had to be paid for.

That didnt stop me from loving his cock, and i looked up at him and told him so. and invited him to get comfortable and come over to the bed with me.

OOC: Quoted above to refresh us as to where our characters were.

IC: Stu

I loved the licking she applied to my cock, and I proceeded to lie down beside her on the big comfortable bed. The comforter gave way to our bodies, gently envelopping us in its warmth.

I reached over to Jane and cupped her soft breasts in my hands, lifting them to take each nipple into my mouth. I softly tickled her lovebuds with my tongue, gently squeezing her breasts with my hands.

My cock rested firmly against her, feeling the warmth radiating from her crotch. I stopped only for a moment to look up at her.

"I think the other girls may be a little busy at the moment, but I can wait if you can."

I returned to her breasts, this time pinching them between my finger and thumb.
 
As he helps me take off his boxers I am very nervous, I have never seen a man naked my husband always kept the lights off.
When his penis is free I step back nervously but curiously I look down at it, I cant believe I am actually looking at a man's penis. I am nervous and excited at the same time. I watch him step out of his boxers. As he kisses me I can feel him rubbing against my thigh, I wonder how it will feel inside of me, he seems much bigger then what my husband was, but I wont know for sure until he is inside of me. I start to lean into him as he kisses me, but he ends the kiss just as abruptly as he started it, I am disappointed until I hear him say, "Now we have to bathe you".

We walk into the bathroom hand in hand with him leading the way. As I enter I am amazed at how big the tub is, I could lay down in the tub with my head touching the top and my feet wouldnt touch the bottom. It is definately big enough for two of us to fit inside it. There are candles all around the bathroom, just waiting to be lit. Next to the tub are big, fluffy towels nicely folded and waiting to be used. I watch as he reaches over and puts the hot water on, the tub is already filled half way with water. "This is just to heat it back up", he says. I smile at him shyly.
 
Arnauld

Pom'elle blushes just a tad as I turn on the water. Using the matches by the sink I light each candle and turn off the main light, letting their light reflect off the tub's rising level.

When I'm done I turn to her and find her facing me, awaiting instruction. Smiling I gently touch her hip, impressed with the smooth unblemished skin, and with my finger tips rotate her. I step in the bath first and sink down, resting my back on the porcelain and motioning for her to join me.

She pauses, obviously concerned and nervous, eyeing my excitement but fighting her own instincts. I look up,and firmly with a hint of kindness say, "You already made this choice cherie. You can make another choice later but I've already gotten in and that means you have to as well."

Obviously relieved at this solution Pom'elle gently steps in, presenting her back to me. I run my hands up to her hips and pull her down, so that her back is to me and she lays between my legs. She can feel my erection trapped between us and my toes rubbing her calves. For a second we soak in the steaming water.

Then, with one hand holding up her hair to keep it out of the water my other reaches for the sponge.
 
Jerome, the Bartender

Madame has spent the entire evening (so far) settling accounts with Connor .... must have been a little more than just opening the cash box and handing him some cash .... I'm sure she will be in here soon, without her to mingle with our guests, our business would definitely suffer. She knows each regular guest's likes and dislikes, and easily makes new guests comfortable. And, I might add, ends up with a very good cash flow for her efforts.

But, back to the business at hand, taking care of our customers ... making sure that our regulars are always taken care of .... sending new drinks to their table just before their current glass is empty ... keeping a record of each customer for Madame's files as she settles with her regulars every 10 days or so ... no one has ever walked out on a debt to Madame. She also allows some of the regulars to charge their evening with a lady to their account, but that "favor" is not available to everyone.

Ahhh, here comes Miss Chloe again .... I'm sure there is another satisfied customer leaving, probably going home to a wife that won't take care of him .... most of our regulars are married, coming here for more than a drink and a card game.

Filling a glass of spring water for Miss Chloe ... she always asks for a glass of spring water after customers leave ... she stays away from wine and other spirits once the evening has started, always wanting to stay in control of her feelings and emotions ... just once (damn, have to quit looking at her like this), I would like to play with her emotions (oh, yes, and her body too) ....
 
Chloe

Even though the bar is busy, Jerome has remembered my water for me. I'm feeling great, full of confidence and the knowledge of my own desirability. There are certainly things about this job that eat away at my spirit in the dead of night, but when I'm at work, when men compete for my attention and beg for my body, I feel like a goddess, beautiful and powerful. So when I notice Jerome watching me that way, I lean towards him, knowing that my dress is falling open at the front, allowing him to see the curve of my breasts, the pink-brown nipples that are hardening at the thought of those lovely eyes gazing upon my exposed body. Before I can change my mind, I speak quickly and quietly. "I'm sorry about before. Is the offer for a lift still open? And maybe a coffee or something? I don't want to be alone tonight."
 
Jerome, the Bartender

As Miss Chloe walks toward the bar to get her water, I realize that I am watching (almost staring) at her as she comes across the room. As she approaches the table beside the bar where I place the drinks for the ladies between visits from our guests, our eyes meet for an instant, then we both look away. As she bends to pick up her glass, I notice that she is leaning over in such a way that her dress is falling open, giving me a view of her full breasts, her nipples beginning to harden (and something else beginning to harden behind the bar).

It's funny, I've been here six years with Madame, and in that time I have seen most of our ladies naked or in some state of undress ... have even seen several of them in various compromising positions with a customer ... but that's just part of the job, and doesn't usually affect me. However, right now, Miss Chloe's exposure is very distracting ... and having an incredible effect on me ... good thing I'm standing behind the bar, would hate for anyone to see the erection I'm trying to hide at this moment.

As she picks up her glass, speaking quietly, she apologizes for her comments earlier in the evening, and asks if my offer of a lift home this evening is still open ... and maybe a coffee. "I don't want to be alone tonight." When she said that, I felt a real twitch thru my body, but tyring to keep calm, "Sure, I'd be happy to give you a lift ... and a coffee sounds great. You know where to find me when we close up tonight; I'll be waiting right here until you are ready to leave."
 
Connor MacLeod

She squeezed my thighs and pumped her lips faster on me, and I thrust my hips to meet her. My body tensed, and my fingers tangled in her hair.

"Delanie... Love..." I gasped, looking down at her....

I could feel my balls tightening against me, and my cock swelling larger in her mouth.

"Delanie.... I'm going to ... cum..."

I could feel her moan against me, the vibrations shooting through my cock, and then she looked up at me, and sucked harder. But it was the eyes that pushed me over the edge.

My cock spasmed in her mouth, and I nearly screamed. The first hot jet of cum shot out of the tip and into her warm, sucking, sensual mouth.
 
Pom'elle

I am a little nervous at first about getting into a tub with a naked man, but Arnauld helps me quickly get over my fear. As I sit in the tub I can feel that he is aroused and I smile knowingly. When he picks up the sponge I guide his hand to my chest, he squeezes the sponge and the water trickles down between my breasts.
I pick up the bar of soap and rub it against the sponge to lather it up nicely. I then guide his hand to my breast and rub the sponge across it in circular motions. I then guide his hand to my other breast and again using circular motions help to wash it. My nipples become hard with the sponge rubbing across them. I lean back against him and guide his hand to my stomach, working his hand lower. Gliding the sponge across my bare pussy, between my legs.
I feel the heat between my legs as the sponge runs across me. I move the sponge away so just his hand is between my legs. I lean back and tilt my face to look at him.
 
Chloe

A shiver runs down my spine as Jerome's eyes linger on my breasts. It's strange that a dozen men can touch my naked body each night with no effect, but just this man's gaze can make my stomach tingle. I had asked him to take me home because I wanted someone to talk to, someone who might understand how I'm feeling. But as our eyes meet over the bar, I admit to myself that I want a lot more than that from him, I want him to hold me, and touch me, to cherish me completely and fill the aching spaces in my soul. I don't know if that's too much to ask from any person, but I'd like to try.

I tear my eyes from Jerome's as a customer claims my attention. As I leave the room to take him upstairs, I can feel Jerome watching me, and I wish once again that it was his hand in mine, his body aching for fulfilment in me...
 
Jerome. the Bartender

Miss Chloe is called away by another guest .... I feel just a twinge of jealousy as she turns and walks to him .... damn, where did that feeling come from? I know what kinds of lives these ladies live here ... for one purpose only, to satisfy a man for a short while, and then move on to the next one. Why am I suddenly feeling a little "attached" to one of them?

Fortunately, my thoughts are interrupted by one of our servers coming in for a new round of drinks for one of our card-playig groups .... and then a few minutes to wash up the dirty glasses that are starting to stack up .... even dirty glasses can help get my mind off of Chloe for a few minutes ...

Until I see her come back down the stairs and smile as she tells another customer, "Good night" ... and sends him out into the evening. I have never really talked with any of our ladies, never really tried to understand how they feel about what they do; I guess because they all seem to be so "tough" and in control .... maybe that is the beginning of a weakness I'm starting to see in Chloe .... maybe she is a little more vulnerable than she seems to be when men are in her company.
 
Arnauld

As Pom'elle leans back to face me I lower my lips to kiss hers. Rather than pressing in I keep the kisses light and teasing, running my tongue over her lips.

With my hand pressed against her sex I run my fingers across her lips, already swollen and hot. With only the lightest teasing they open for me, allowing my fingers to slip in. I kiss her, letting her moan against my lips as I run my index finger up to tease her small, hidden clit. With a few minutes of careful effort I feel Pom'elle shudder under me, squeezing her thighs around my hand as she grabs my wrist, pressing her nails deeply into my flesh and holding it for a full moment.

As she slackens her grip I tell her, "That was just for you cherie." Cupping some warm bath water in my hand I run it down into the cleft, cleaning the lady of her own juices. Then I stand, pulling the lady with me, letting her feel my erection press against her as we stand up, letting her feel it between her thighs and slide across her as I step out of the tub first.

Giving her my hand I lead Pom'elle out to stand in the center of the room, where she is illuminated by the candle light reflecting off the water dripping from her body. She still looks embarrassed but follows my cock with her eyes as I retrieve a large blanket from the cabinet.

Beginning with her feet I run the blanket up her legs, running its smooth surface against her sex and then wrap it around her, drying her stomach and breasts, paying particular attention to drying her nipples before moving to the arms.

Finishing, I place the towel to the side and step up the lovely creature and take her chin in my hands. Lifting her head I ask,

"Are you ready for your massaage now? Do you understand what you are asking? If so then, go to the bed and lay there and I will be in shortly. Otherwise you can dress and leave. I won't think anything of you either way other than you are a lovely creature that it was my honor to serve tonight. But you must want it."

I lead her by the hand back to the bedroom and return to the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. I spend several moments geting the oils ready, hoping that she hadn't left but I had to leave her an opprotunity to leave should her fear be greater than her anticipation.
 
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Madame Delanie

I felt him tensing, his orgasm close

"Delanie... Love..."

I continued to pump my mouth, my hands gripping his legs tighter, bracing myself as I went back and forth on his shaft

"Delanie.... I'm going to ... cum..."

I continued my assault on his cock, my eyes locked with his, watching the passion in his eyes, as he released into my mouth.

His hips rocked and jumped under me as his cum spilled into my mouth, my own moans mixing with his. I swallowed as quickly as it hit my mouth, my eyes never leaving his half closed eyes as he finished, his movements slowly stoping. I leaned back, licking my lips and cast him a smile, too shy to speak.
 
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Pom'elle

I stand outside the bathroom door not sure what to do. I hadn't expected him to leave me alone and tell me it was ok to go. He made me so hot and now is telling me I can leave and he won't be upset. I look at the bedroom door and then back to the bathroom door.

I walk over to the bed and climb in it. There is no way I want to leave, not after the sampling that I had in the bathtub. I wonder if he knows what kind of affect he has on me. I wonder if he is like this with all the women who come here. Oh my god, how many others has he had, is he gonna be disappointed in me? I look at the bedroom door again, too late, the bathroom door is opening. I look over and see him standing there, he looks like a perfect statue, the light behind him casting him into the shadows. No, I definately made the right choice!
 
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