I was never a fan of cosplay I didn’t like role play either. Regardless, whether I liked it or not, my client wanted it. I didn’t even know what kind of cosplay experience he had in mind, he told me that he would take care of everything. We talked more about his likes in bed, thankfully we were on the same page. I agreed to keep my outfit a secret, little mystery never killed anyone, and it made the whole thing more appealing. The fact that I wasn’t thrilled about our evening plans made me more relaxed. I wasn’t stressing as usual, although I was looking forward to it.
Precisely on time, I knocked on his hotel room door. He quickly let me in and we exchanged greetings.
“I left everything you need in the bathroom,” he said, smiling, “I’ll wait in the bedroom.”
I put my hand on the bathroom door handle and hesitated momentarily. Now the stress finally came to me and was overwhelming. What if the kink he wanted is something terrible or gross? What if I will feel uncomfortable with it? Or what if it’s just something really, really dark, as in the bad kind of kink? Is there anything like a bad kind of king? I’ve never once met someone who would be into something so distasteful, I would consider it bad. This would be the first time. What if he has the falling off the stairs skiing? Oh, no, then the cosplay would have nothing to do with it, would it?
I shook my head, trying to get rid of the anxious thoughts, and opened the bathroom door. The lightly automatically lit and I saw… A foxgirl costume. That. That can really work. That definitely can work. I let out a sigh of relief, seeing how normal and actually pretty sexy his idea was. This role play is going to be amazing!
I put on the leather collar, cute foxy ears and furry gloves. The tail made me shiver, it was an anal plug. This evening was getting more and more interesting, I thought to myself, pushing the toy in. Apart from that, I only had thigh highs (orange ones, just like a fox). I felt very naked in this cosplay, but I also looked sexy, so I wasn’t ashamed in any way.
When I walked into the bedroom, he was lying on the bed naked.
“Hello there,” he murmured, looking at me so hungrily, it seemed he was actually going to devour me just with his eyes.
I got on the bed on all four and shuffled closer to him.
I licked his chest, going from under his belly button all the way up to his collar bone.
“I’m very hungry. Do you think you can feed me?” I asked, biting my lower lip.
“We’ll see how you behave first,” he smirked.
“You know how it is,” I said, looking at him through my eyelashes, “You can pet a fox, but you can never fully tame it.”
“Forgive me if I try anyway,” he said, and pushed me, making me lie down on my back.
He briefly brushed my right breast, then stomach, then thigh, only to stop touching me completely. I felt my body going in flames just from these simple touches.
“Do you think you can please me?” he asked.
“I could, but do I want to?” I teased him, biting on my finger.
Now, I started to really feel this role play.
“Perhaps I should teach you a lesson, then?” he continued.
“Oh, I’m a wild animal,” I kept toying with my finger, his eyes glued to it, “But I’d like to see you try.”
He sat on the edge of the bed and patted his lap, “Come on, my little foxgirl. You deserve a spanking for that.”
I tried my best to not look aroused by his words and therefore keep the role play up.
I got into the position, with my legs and hands propped on the floor, and my arse on his lap.
He messaged my buttocks for a while, and pulled on my tail, making me squirm.
“You like it, hm?” he asked and pull my tail again.
“Uh-huh,” I managed to whimper.
He grabbed my tail with his left hand, and pulled it up and against my spine.
Then, he spanked me. It wasn’t very hard, but hard enough to make me horny. He spanked me again and again. With each slap, I could fill the butt plug moving inside me, and therefore making me aroused out of my mind. For a while, I tried to keep quiet, but soon my moans filled the room.
I felt his fingers slipping inside my pussy. He let go of my tail, and now spanked me with his left hand, fingering me at the same time. Truthfully, he never had to finger me, I would’ve come just from the spanking.
“You are so the tight and wet,” he murmured and cleared his throat, “Are you going to come for me, love?”
I didn’t answer, only moved my hips a little.
He laughed and sped up. Soon after, I came, tightening around his fingers and jerking my hips.
“Now it’s your turn to satisfy me,” he said, slowly taking his fingers out of my pulsating pussy.
As we draw the curtain on Part 1 of ‘My Night as a Foxy Cosplay Escort,’ the journey has just begun, and there’s so much more to explore. The allure of untold tales awaits you in ‘Beyond the Tail: Part 2.’ Click your way into the next chapter and let the erotic story continue – it’s a rendezvous you won’t want to miss!”