DemiMarg Oneshots

Maid Dress (Smut)

A loud knock on the door startled Margaretha as she placed down her plate.

"Demi must be home!" 

She excitedly opened the door and was met with Vera. She sighed and Vera raised her eyebrow.

"Not happy to see me?" she asked.

"Oh! It's not that. I was just expecting Demi to be home."

"Alright. Well, this came to our house today." she muttered, handing Margaretha the box. "It's not really our thing so I'm hoping you could put it in use somehow. I think you might like it."

Vera waved and walked off. Margaretha looked down at the box and shut the door. She brought it upstairs and plopped it on the bed.

Should she open it?

She hesitated and put her hands on the opening. She peeked inside the box and slapped her hand over her mouth. She emptied it onto the bed and threw it on the ground. She picked up what was inside and stared at it.

"A maid dress...?"

She dropped it on the ground and looked back on the bed. More pieces of clothing was laying there. Frilly cuffs, a headband, a pair of black thigh highs, mary janes and a pair of white frilled panties. Her cheeks flushed and her eyes darted around the room.

It wouldn't hurt to try it on.

She undressed and started putting the dress on. She sat on the bed and pulled up the socks. She wrapped the bow around her waist and shuffled it behind her. She stood back up and admired herself in the mirror. She fidgeted with the end of the dress.

"So short..."

She flopped on the bed and lay down, closing her eyes. She continued to wait for Demi, watching the door. Thoughts of her filled Margaretha's head and she smiled, covering her face with her hands. Demi might like it... she could do so many things to her.  Looking down at her dress, she started having more intricate thoughts of her. She slowly trailed her hand under her dress and leaned against the pillow. She pulled her panties to the side and sucked two of her fingers. She used them to circle around her clit. Her hips bucked slightly and applied more pressure. She spread her legs out more and let out small whimpers. She shoved one of her fingers into her pussy, while still rubbing her clit.

"Demi... Demi... nghh..." she moaned softly.

She continued touch herself, squirming on the bed with her hand over her eyes. A couple of minutes passed and a pair of hands pushed hers away. She quickly put her panties back in place and sat up.

"When did you get home?" she exclaimed.

Demi smirked and kicked off her shoes. She crawled onto the bed, leaning towards Margaretha. She took of her shoes and gently trailed her fingers up her thighs.

"A couple of minutes ago.~"

"Wait, so you were home for a while before now?"

Demi giggled.

"Yes. I was peeking on you.~"

Margaretha covered Demi's face with the pillow.

"You pervert!"

Demi pushed the pillow away and sat on the edge of the bed. She grabbed Margaretha's waist and pulled her onto her lap. Margaretha blushed and looked away. Demi held her chin, forcing her to look at her.

"Are you gonna show me what you were doing?"

"No!"

"For meeee?"