Saturday, August 17, 2024
My dream job chapter 6
My dream job
Chapter 6
Slowly, I let my dress slide off my shoulder, feeling the fabric glide smoothly against my skin and my hard nipples. The soft material cascaded down my body, catching on the curve of my hip before continuing its descent. As it slipped over my broken leg, the dress gently traced the contours of my cast, highlighting its sleek, black surface.
"Wow"
The dress fell gracefully to the floor, pooling around my foot. My cast was now fully exposed, standing out starkly against my healthy leg. I felt a thrill of anticipation as both Mr. and Mrs. Baldwin's eyes fixated on the sight, their admiration evident. The moment was charged with empowerment, making my heart race with pure excitement.
I kinda enjoyed stripping in-front of both, revealing my dancer's body beneath, my heart raced with the thrill of the unknown. The air in the room was thick with sexual tension and attraction. I couldn't help but wonder how far their kinky desires will go.
"Let's start slow, shall we?" I suggested, trying to put both myself and them at ease as I approached him hopping on my good foot with one crutch, my hips swaying seductively to the rhythm of an invisible beat.
"That sounds like a good idea," she murmured in response while his eyes never left my leg, cast and breasts.
Suddenly, I saw his hands gently brushing against my broken leg, sending a shiver of pleasure up my spine. "You have such beautiful legs," She whispered, her voice ready for more. He was almost drooling for more while she was the one talking for the couple now.
"Thank you, dancing has always helped keep them in shape."
"I'd love to see you dance," she said, her gaze growing distant as she seemed to imagine me twirling gracefully across a crowded stage.
"Maybe I can teach you some moves," I offered before I hopped twice, positioning myself directly in front of Mrs. Baldwin. My long black cast, a bold and daring accessory, stood between her legs, while I placed my hand gently on her shoulder for support. She looked up at me with a fire in her eyes, her gaze fixed on mine.
Excitement ran down my spine as she leaned in, her lips brushing against my breast.
"You have such beautiful breasts," she murmured, her voice dripping with desire. I sighed, my head falling back as she continued to kiss and nibble at my nipples, her fingers tracing patterns on my cast. I could feel her husband's eyes on us, watching with total attention as his wife pleased me.
"Maybe you can teach me some moves Mrs Baldwin" I suggested, my voice husky with desire. I could feel her smile against my skin as she pulled back, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
I feel a sense of empowerment wash over me. I was the one in control, the one calling the shots. And I was determined to take full advantage of the situation to please both of my VIP's.
"Why don't we take this to the bedroom?" I suggested. Mrs. Baldwin nodded, her eyes shining with excitement while she retrieved my crutches and gave them to me.
As I balanced myself on my crutches, Mr. Baldwin asked with a hopeful smile, "Can I join you ladies?"
A mischievous idea sparked in my mind. "Yes, but on one condition," I replied, my voice teasing. "Your wife will playfully bind your eyes. You'll be able to imagine, sense, smell and hear us, but not see us please each other unless..." I looked at her, inviting her to insert another part of her deep fetish.
"Unless my dear you are willing to have both legs and arms in casts..."
He hesitated for a moment, then nodded, intrigued by the proposition but ready yet for such a commitment. Mrs. Baldwin's eyes lit up even more as she fetched a silk scarf and gently blindfolded him.
"Maybe next time," I said, my tone firm yet inviting to both of them.
Mr. Baldwin, now blindfolded, sat down in the corner of the room in their suite on the cruise ship, his leg cast elevated, his curiosity and anticipation palpable. The atmosphere was charged with the thrill of our little game, making every delicate step I took on my crutches feel like a deliberate part of our shared adventure.
For them it really was.
Me and Mrs. Baldwin, we were both eager, hungry for more. I knew that we were both ready to take things to the next level.
"I want to taste you," I whispered in Mrs. Baldwin's ear, my breath hot against her skin. She shuddered, "I want to feel you against my broken leg" her eyes fluttering closed as she nodded her agreement.
I pushed her gently back onto the bed, dropped my crutches, my hands exploring her body as I moved down between her legs. I could feel her wetness, her desire for me. And as I began to kiss and lick her vagina, I knew that I had her right where I wanted her, she was out of control, in desperate sexual need.
"Oh god, yes," she moaned, her fingers pulling my hair as I sucked and nibbled at her clitoris. I could feel her getting closer, her moans growing louder and more insistent.
"I dare you not to come yet," I commanded, full of sexual innuendos. "I want to feel you against my broken leg." She looked at me with defiance, she wanted to do that since she first saw my pictures
"I dare you to make me come without your hands, fingers or lips touching me."
With a wicked grin, I nodded my agreement. I watched as she crawled over my broken leg, my hard black cast between her legs. I could feel my broken leg and I knew that this was going to be intense.
"Ride my cast," I whispered, my hands gripping her hips as she began to grind against me. I could feel every inch of her, the wetness of her sex dripping along my cast, the curves of her body. And as she moved against me.
"Oh god, yes," she moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy. "Don't stop, don't ever stop."
I could feel her getting closer, her moans growing louder and more insistent. And as she came, I could smell her wetness against my broken leg, her orgasm, the tremors of her body.
"You're mine," I whispered, my hands gripping her hips tighter. "Forever and always."
As she lay there, panting and spent, I knew that this was only the beginning. We had only just begun to explore the depths of her sexual desires. And I was eager to see where this journey would take us deep inside her fetishes.
Now it was Mr Baldwin's turn. I looked at him, a wicked grin on my face.
"Now it's your turn Mr Baldwin, are you ready for me? Are you ready for..."
My dream job
Chapter 7 to come
K
Friday, August 16, 2024
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My dream job chapter 5
My dream job
Chapter 5
The next day, I found myself sitting in Dr. Harper's office, my heart pounding. My broken leg still ached, but I was excited at the thought of potentially having my cast replaced by a leg brace or a shorter cast or even a walking cast. Dr. Harper walked in, his black scrubs hugging his long athletic body. He looked at me with a professional gaze as if last night never happened.
"Good morning, Alyssa. Let's take a look at that leg, shall we?"
I nodded, my stomach twisting with anticipation. Dr. Harper carefully examined the new X-rays before looking up at me with a faint smile.
"Well, it seems to be healing nicely. But you will still need a full leg cast for now and 100% non weight bearing I'm afraid. This time, let's go for something a little more... adult looking. Based on a survey of our VIPs, they would like..." He paused, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"What? A survey about what colour cast I would get next? I've never been submissive before. Are you sure you want me to submit to the desires of the VIPs?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper and already knowing the answer.
"Trust me, my dear. You'll enjoy it more than you could ever imagine." Dr. Harper's confidence was contagious, and despite my reservations, I found myself nodding in agreement.
After about 20 minutes, the process of applying my new cast was complete. Dr. Harper had carefully moulded the sleek, black material around my leg, creating a striking contrast against my skin. Same as before part of my toes were exposed. The material wrapped firmly around my foot, up past my ankle, and continued along my calf, hugging every contour of my leg.
As it reached my knee, the cast remained snug, providing ample support while allowing no movement. It continued its journey up my thigh, maintaining its close fit and giving my leg a smooth, streamlined appearance. The sleek black cast extended all the way to the top of my thigh ensuring complete immobilization of my broken bone and almost rubbing against....
The sight of the new cast made my heart race. It was a vast departure from the cute pink cast I had been wearing for the past few weeks. I ran my fingers along the glossy surface, wondering about what kind of reaction it would elicit from my next VIP.
That evening, I met my new VIPs, a very nice couple: Mr. and Mrs. Baldwin, an adventurous pair with a unique fetish that included threesomes and a leg cast on one of them. Tonight Mr. Baldwin was in a long white cast on his right leg, using crutches, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was due to an injury or purely recreational.
They were both incredibly attractive, with athletic bodies and piercing blue eyes. Mrs. Baldwin had shoulder-length blonde hair styled in loose waves, framing her face elegantly. She wore a sleeveless white dress that fit snugly, accentuating her lovely breasts. The dress ended above her knees, showcasing her toned legs. She sat with her legs crossed, further emphasising their shape.
Her high-heeled shoes elongated her legs and added to her poised and polished appearance of the CEO of a tech company. The overall impression was one of sophistication, confidence, and undeniable sex appeal. I have to admit that for one small minute I wished she was the one in that long cast.
As I settled into my seat, I couldn't help but feel complete with my new full leg cast and crutches. My movement was feminine and graceful, despite the cast that encased my leg from toes to thigh. I carefully positioned my crutches beside me and then lowered myself onto the chair with elegance, making sure my cast was on full display without being obtrusive.
First, I angled my body slightly, allowing the cast to extend gracefully in front of me. My dress, with its tasteful slit, fell perfectly around the cast, highlighting both my healthy leg and the sleek, black cast that contrasted sharply against my skin. How would they react to it? Would they find it a turn-off sexually? Despite these concerns, I maintained my composure and smiled.
"You look absolutely stunning in that cast, Alyssa," Mrs. Baldwin said, her voice clearly sincere. "I can see why you were chosen for this role. You truly are a goddess for the fetishists that we both are."
"Thank you." I smiled, feeling a wave of relief wash over me. Mrs. Baldwin's words had a very nice effect on me, increasing my confidence and causing my body to tingle with sexual arousal.
"We've been looking forward to meeting you," Mr. Baldwin chimed in, his voice deep and smooth while he moved his broken leg. "From what we've heard, you're quite the adventurer yourself."
I turned my attention to Mr. Baldwin, I was curious about his cast. "Mr. Baldwin, I hope it's ok to ask a fetishist that question but I couldn't help but notice your long leg cast. Did you break your leg, or is it a recreational cast?"
He chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "It's a recreational cast, Alyssa. We enjoy exploring different aspects of our fetish, and this is just one of them but always without any pain... for us anyway"
"That's fascinating," I replied, my curiosity piqued even further. "I've never encountered anyone with a recreational cast before. It must be an interesting experience."
"It certainly is, and I'm sure we'll all have a lot of fun exploring our interests together." As we continued our conversation, I felt more at ease, excited about the intriguing possibilities that lay ahead.
"This long cast is medical, and as you know, it has certainly thrown a wrench into my plans of dancing the summer away."
Mrs. Baldwin smiled warmly. "Don't worry, Alyssa. Your loss of dancing is our gain. A lot of our VIPs are thrilled to spend time with a lovely woman like you in a full leg cast. We'll make sure you have the time of your life while you're with us."
Mrs. Baldwin's eyes sparkled with sexual excitement as she spoke. Her gaze lingered on my broken leg, taking in every detail from the exposed toes to the top of my cast revealed by the slit of my dress. She seemed to really like what she saw, her attention moving slowly along the length of my black cast. Her appreciation for it was evident, almost like she was admiring a piece of art.
"Now, let's get started, shall we?" Mr. Baldwin boldly suggested, his eyes never leaving mine.
"I think it's time for you to show us exactly how that cast makes you feel."
I hesitated for just a moment before nodding in agreement. After all, this was my job... to... provide unforgettable experiences for my VIP guests. And if that meant exploring new territories of pleasure and desire, then so be it.
As I locked eyes with Mr. Baldwin, excitement and anticipation coursed through my veins. With Mrs. Baldwin's help, I stood on my good leg and placed one of my crutches for support and balance, my very strong right leg was all I needed to stand.
Slowly, I let my dress slide off my shoulder, feeling the fabric glide smoothly against my skin and hard nipples. The soft material cascaded down my body, catching on the curve of my hip before continuing its descent. As it slipped over my broken leg, the dress gently traced the contours of my cast, highlighting its sleek, black surface.
"Wow"
My dream job
Chapter 6 to come
K
Wednesday, August 14, 2024
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