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How I Got a Maid

By: latin_lover



(Many thanks to my editor, BlueEye5ftAngel, for all the good advice.)

My mouth gaped open as a yawn escaped. My hand reached up to stifle it as I shook my head to break up the cobwebs. The judge unzipped her robe and waved to me as she opened the door of her robing room.

"Get home safe, Mr. Torres," she said, her smile revealing cigarette-stained teeth.

"Thanks, judge, enjoy your weekend," I replied as I closed my briefcase, slinging the black leather satchel over my shoulder. 

"Another night court in the books," I sighed as I walked down the back stairs of the courthouse. 

After a couple of years on the job, I started using the back stairway to leave the courthouse after night court. Sometimes the families of clients you weren't able to get released from jail might hang around to register complaints. At the end of day court, when plenty of people are around, I didn't find it worrisome, but at 1 A.M., when the streets are almost deserted, and darkness is only occasionally interrupted by streetlights, an angry family member or friend can be much more intimidating. 

I pushed open the side door of the big gray courthouse. I was happy to see the rain that had been pouring down since the middle of the afternoon had stopped. The streets glistened with recently fallen moisture and the street lamps gave the air a hazy aura. I stepped to the corner and looked down the street, waiting for a cab to take me home.

With a shopping center across the street from the courthouse, the street in between was choked with cars during the daytime. Now, however, the cars that passed were usually gypsy cabs in search of fares or weary night shifters on their way home to a warm bed. Droplets of water kicked up as each car rolled by. A pickup truck pass too close to the sidewalk, and I couldn't get out of the way before it splashed me from my neck to my feet. I was slapping water off my overcoat when a loud horn blast made my head snap up.

A silver, Lincoln Town Car sat, idling, three feet away from me. I walked quickly, lifting the handle on the rear passenger side door, and leaned over to slide inside. Dropping my satchel on the soft leather seat next to me, I leaned back. 

"One Hundredth Street and Eighth Avenue, please." 

"Sure thing," the driver said, pulling away from the curb when the light changed from red to green. 

I rested my head on the back of the seat and closed my eyes, trying to let the night representing everyone from gun-toting robbers to subway fare evaders fade away.

"Long night?" the husky voice asked from the front seat. 

I noticed a Hispanic accent and opened my eyes. Twisting my head to the side and looking closer, I saw wisps of what looked like light blonde hair peeking out from under a brown leather cap.

"No longer than most night courts, which is to say, too long," I answered, stretching my arms out in front of me. "How long have you been out tonight?"

"Close to eight hours now," the driver said as the car reached the end of the street and turned left onto the bridge between the Bronx and Manhattan. "You a lawyer?"

"Guilty," I said ironically. The driver snorted as the car rumbled over the steel and cement bridge. "What about you?" I asked as I sat up in my seat. "I can probably count on one hand the number of female cab drivers I've had."

"My dad drove a cab. I would ride along with him sometimes on the weekend."

"Cab driving is not usually the kind of business parents pass down to their children, especially daughters."

"My dad put me through college with his cab. Now that I'm in grad school, I need to pay the rent. I've been driving since I was sixteen, so it made sense to me."

I nodded as the cab reached Eighth Avenue and headed downtown. Chatter from her walkie-talkie filled the space between us. As the streetlights and neon signs rolled by, I tried to catch her reflection in the mirror. 

"What are you studying?" I asked, now awake and intrigued.

"U.S. History."

I shifted to my left and looked into the rear view mirror. As the cab rolled to a stop at a red light, I managed to glimpse what looked like wide hazel eyes.

"Going the academic route?"

"Don't know," she sighed as the light changed and we rolled forward. "I'm assisting some professors with classes now, while I write my thesis, but I'm not sure I want to spend the rest of my life teaching a bunch of eighteen to twenty-one year olds."

"I didn't think college was so bad," I said as I leaned forward tying to get a closer look at her face.

"You were never trying to teach you," she laughed.

We sat next to an all night convenience store with a bright yellow sign, waiting for the light to change. Suddenly, a loud chirp filled the interior of the car. The driver reached down, pulling out a silver cell phone out of the center console, checking the caller i.d.

"Dammit," she huffed. "I'm sorry, I have to answer this," she added with exasperation, flipping open the phone before I could say anything.

I leaned back against my seat.

"Why are you calling me?" she spat out as soon as she opened the phone. "I told you to stop calling me! What? What? Are you drunk? Dammit, stop calling me!"

Cars honked and pulled around the cab. I rubbed my hand across my face trying not to feel too awkward.

"I don't care about that shit! You can have it!" Just stop calling me!"

She snapped the phone shut and threw it. The phone bounced against the passenger side window, hit the headrest of the front seat and fell to the floor. Oblivious to my presence behind her, she leaned back against her seat, covered her face with her hands, and started crying.

I was completely confused as to what I was supposed to do now. Cars were still honking and pulling around us, and my driver was now hunched over, face in her hands, openly sobbing.

Finally, after a minute, I reached out and put a hand on her shoulder. 

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah," she screamed, almost jumping in her seat. 

I flew backward, banging my head against the window.

"Oh God, oh God, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she cried, turning around in her seat as I rubbed the side of my head.

"I'm o.k.," I chuckled, "Nothing a stiff drink before bed won't take care of."

"Oh, God, I am such a mess," she choked out between sobs.

I reached out, gently putting my hand on her shoulder.

"Listen, I don't know your name . . ."

"Carmen," she choked out. "I'm Carmen."

"Carmen, I'm Manuel." I slid forward in my seat. "You don't know me, but I would like to help. My apartment building is only a few minutes away. Why don't you take us there, park the car and come up to my apartment. I can make you a cup of tea and you can sit and get yourself together." 

She looked at me warily. 

"You want to make me some tea?"

"Truthfully, I'd like to get home. You're probably tired, and it might be better if you didn't have to drive for a little while." 

She leaned her head back against the headrest, brushing the remaining tears from her cheeks. "I have been driving for hours," she said. "I would like a cup of tea."

"Good, it's settled." 

I smiled gently and sat back. The light from the all-night deli reflected on her hazel eyes, and the corners of her lips turned up before she turned around and got the car moving again. 

A few blocks passed before I decided to take a risk.

"Was that your boyfriend?"

"Ex-boyfriend," she said with an edge in her voice. "Major asshole, as he will forever be known. I came home from school early one night last week and found him fucking my roommate." 

"Shit," I whistled.

           "Big shit," she said. "I broke five plates before he ran out of the apartment in his boxers."

"You hit him with any?"

"One," she laughed. "In the back of the head. My roommate moved out two days later. Now I need to make up half the rent and the asshole keeps calling me. Half the time he's apologizing, the rest of it he's screaming like some macho dick head."

"He fucked up," I said. "Big time."

"Bet your ass. Is this the street?"

"Coming up here." I pointed and Carmen turned right onto One Hundredth Street.

"It's in the middle of the block, there's an open space right in front." 

The car slid into the open parking space. Carmen left the engine running and turned around.

"I'm probably crazy for even considering this," she said.

"Listen," I responded, "the odds that I'm a serial killer or crazed sex maniac, on his way home from working eight hours in night court, have got to be pretty slim." 

She laughed and I finally saw her smile, under the halogen safety lights in front of my building. Her teeth were pretty, probably whitened, and so straight there had to have been braces involved at some point. 

She reached back and turned off the engine. Then she called in to her taxi base, telling them she was feeling ill and packing it in for the night. 

"All right, but if you do turn out to be a sex maniac, I swear I will cut off your balls."

"You've totally warned me," I laughed.

I opened the door, picked up my bag and hopped out of the car, watching as she stepped out of her side and locked the car.

"You leaving the phone?" I asked; pointing to her cell on the floor of the car.

"The asshole is the only one who is going to call at this hour and I'll just erase the messages."

She walked around the front of the car, and I finally got a clear view of her, under the lights in front of my brownstone building. About, five-foot six, she only came up to about my collarbone. I could see more wisps of light blond hair coming out from under her brown driving cap Her skin was creamy, paler than I expected from her accent. She was wrapped up in a blue fleece jacket, which complemented her big hazel eyes. She walked up to me and stood close enough that I could feel the heat of her breath.

"I'm guessing Puerto Rican from your accent, but your skin's a little light for that." I said, looking into her wide eyes.

"Cuban," she answered with a grin. "Born in Miami, moved to New York when I was five years old. I've had the accent all my life."

"Well, wherever it comes from, it's cute," I said as I turned and walked up the stairs to the entrance.

"Don't tell me, you live on the top floor, right?" She asked with a little grin.

"It's only four floors," I chuckled. "I consider it good exercise."

"Well, I think walking from the front door to the elevator is all the exercise I need," she said as I unlocked the outer door, gallantly holding it open for her. As she walked past, I checked out her ass, which was held snugly inside a pair of faded blue jeans.

"You have an excellent body for someone who gets so little exercise." I said as I admired the view from behind.

"Ooooo, nice one," she laughed, not even pausing as she walked down the hallway. "You must get lots of girls with lines like that."

I chose to let that one go, opting instead for the pleasure of watching her hips sway from side to side as she walked. Her ass was full and round, and I got a quick jolt of pleasure from the idea of biting it. Some more of her hair started spilling from under her cap, falling down around her shoulders.

"All the way to the top?" she asked as she reached the foot of the stairway.

"Don't worry, Carmen," I said moving behind her. "I'll catch you if you faint from exhaustion."

"Good to know," she smiled before turning to walk up the steps. 

I stepped around her as we reached the top of the stairs and led her to my apartment. I unlocked the door, pushed it open, and flipped on the living room light.

"God, what a mess," Carmen said as she walked inside. She stepped over a pair of jeans on the floor, pulled a couple of sweatshirts off one my dining chairs, and plopped down. "When's the last time you cleaned this place?"

"I clean every time my mom comes over," I said defensively as I locked the door. "I make her give me two days notice when she wants to come over, so I can stuff my junk in the closet."

Carmen snorted. "What a good son."

"I don't like her to feel like I can't take care of myself." I chuckled before changing the subject. "Now, I have a couple of different teas. You like chamomile?"

"I would love to have a beer, if you've got one." She stretched her arms above her head, then unzipped her blue fleece jacket, taking it off to reveal a pink long sleeved t-shirt which fit snugly around a flat belly and a pair of nicely sized breasts.

The public defender in me wanted to lecture her about drinking and driving, but I bit my tongue. I walked over to the refrigerator and opened it, reaching down to the second shelf, removing two bottles of Dos Equis. I popped the tops and handed one to Carmen as I sat down at the table.

"How long did you go out with this jerk?" I asked as she took a long pull on her beer.

"A year," she said, wiping her mouth on her sleeve. "A year of my life wasted."

"Well, you're out of it now."

She rubbed the bottle against her lips. "You know what the worst part of it is?"

"No, tell me."

"That bastard is the last guy I fucked." She laughed bitterly taking another long drink. "The night before I found him fucking my bitch of a roommate, I fucked that asshole and I still feel dirty." 

"There's nothing wrong with you," I said, reaching over, grabbing her hand. My fingers brushed against her wrist and I felt her pulse racing.

She looked up at me. Her eyes looked a little wild.

"I know what I need. Do you know what I need?"

"What's that?"

"I need to get fucked. I need to get fucked good and hard. I need a guy to throw me down and fuck the shit out of me and make me forget that lousy shit."

She got up and slid over to my chair. I moved back and she climbed on top of me, straddling my legs and rubbing her body slowly up and down against me. Her breasts pressed against my chest and I felt her nipples growing stiff. She began pressing her lips around my face. My hands slid up, across her back, grabbing a handful of her hair as her lips slid down my neck. I groaned as she bared her teeth digging them into my neck. I yanked her head back and crushed my mouth against hers, thrusting my tongue in her mouth, grinding my body against hers. My cock was throbbing like a jackhammer by now and she didn't hesitate to ratchet up the torture, grinding her pelvis into mine, making me throb even harder.

Grabbing the bottom of her t-shirt, I yanked it upwards. Carmen leaned back, letting me pull the shirt off completely, revealing creamy, pale skin and firm, round C-cup breasts spilling out of a black lace bra. I wrapped my arms around her waist and leaned forward, burying my face between her tits. She giggled and shook her body as I kissed her tits. I sucked each of her nipples through the black lace, making her moan loudly, grinding harder against my cock.

"Fuck, that feels good." she moaned breathily. "Take my bra off, baby. Suck my titties."

My hands slid back up, unfastening her bra. I slid each of the straps off her arms, flinging the bra towards the couch. I kissed my way down from her collarbone to her breasts. Her nipples were bigger than pencil erasers, and encircled by areole that were dark as chocolate and bigger than saucers. Dragging my tongue around each of her breasts, I grabbed her right nipple between my teeth and bit. 

"Ooooooooooooooooo," she moaned, twirling her fingers in my shoulder length black and silver hair. "Bite it harder, Papi! God, my pussy is so wet!"    

My teeth clamped down harder on her bud, while I rolled the other nipple between my fingers.. My cock felt like it was going to burst through my pants as Carmen squealed and bucked in my lap. Finally, I released her tit from my mouth.

"Strip." I ordered. "Show me your sexy body."

She obediently slid off my lap and stood on the floor. Backing away from me slowly, Carmen stood in front of the couch. She lifted each of her legs in turn, peeling off her sneakers and tossing them to the floor. She bit her lip and undid the fastener on her jeans, then she licked the tips of her fingers and slid them down inside her waistband. Her face flushed red as her fingers slid round inside her pants.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm yes, so wet," she moaned before she pulled her hand up and dragged her fingers over her belly, wiping her juice coated fingers on her creamy skin.

She pulled the zipper down slowly. Making little grunts each time she tugged, she dragged her jeans down to the floor, revealing black lace panties that matched the bra she had just discarded.

"You like my panties, baby?" she whispered as she rubbed her fingers over the lacy front.

I nodded slowly, my tongue circling around my lips. I rubbed my hands over my thighs, having resolved not to touch my now almost painfully hard prick, afraid I might cum in my pants.

Carmen sat down on the edge of the blue sofa and spread her legs wide, giving me a perfect view of her lace covered pussy. She made circles over the soft fabric, while her free hand squeezed her huge nipples.

I watched as she rubbed her pussy faster through her panties. As her moans grew louder, she reached down and slowly slid her panties off, spreading her legs to reveal a glistening, clean-shaven pussy. She lifted the panty up, rubbing it against her juicy slit, and pushed the soft fabric between the folds of her slit, inside her juicy love hole. She moaned louder as the panty disappeared in between her labia. When she had stuffed the lacy panty completely inside her self, Carmen reached up and pinched both of her nipples, groaning with excitement as her ass lifted off the couch. She sat back down and ground her ass against the cushion while she squeezed her tits in the palms of her hands.

She smiled as her hands dropped back between her legs. She stuck her fingers between her labia and slowly withdrew her panty,, then stood, holding the panties bunched up between her fingers, she walked towards me.

"Open your mouth," she commanded. 

I complied without question.

She stood in front of me, her skin starting to glisten with sweat. She leaned forward and grinning evilly, stuffed the wadded panty into my mouth. I was overwhelmed by the salty sweet aroma. I closed my mouth, clenching the fabric in my teeth. 

Carmen got close to my ear and whispered, "Suck on that like a good boy, while I see whether you got anything worth sticking inside me." 

She dropped to her knees. Lifting each of my legs in turn, she yanked off my loafers, and tossed them to the side. She pulled off each of my socks, then she reached up, undoing my belt, unfastening my slacks. I rubbed my tongue against the panty she stuffed in my mouth, trying to suck off every drop of juice on the soaked black lace.

Carmen yanked on my slacks and I lifted my ass off the chair so she could slide them off. Her hands slide back up my legs, pressing her palm against the bulge in my boxers.

"What are you hiding in here, Papi?"

I winked at her in response. She gripped the waistband and pulled my boxers down. My cock sprang free, rock hard, eight inches long and four inches around, already leaking precum from the uncircumcised tip. 

"Oh my God," she whispered, as my cock hung in front of her face. She circled the shaft with her hand. "I can barely hold it," she said breathlessly.

Slowly, she began stroking my prick. Pulling back the foreskin to reveal the head. She leaned in close and swept her tongue all around the head. 

I threw my head back and moaned loudly, still tasting the salty pussy nectar I was sucking off her panty. She jacked my cock a little faster and flicked her tongue across the slit. She smiled, sucking the head between her lips. I almost jumped out of my skin as the intense pressure of her mouth kicked my lust into overdrive. Carmen rubbed the head around her lips while continuing to smile.

"I've never eaten an uncut dick before, Papi, I'm gonna have fun," she whispered before opening her mouth and filling it until she had swallowed half my cock. 


How I Got a Maid Ch. 02



There was a light snow falling as I hopped up the steps leading out of the subway, two at a time. I stood at the corner, waiting for the light to change, and I realized I was humming. In the month since Carmen Quintana picked me up in her gypsy cab after I finished night court, my life had substantially improved.

Carmen got into a bad fight over the phone with her ex while driving me home. I invited her up to my apartment to calm down, and we ended up spending the whole night, and most of the next day fucking each other's brains out. Carmen needed some extra cash, after her roommate moved out, and suggested she could act as my maid, cleaning up my dissolute bachelor pad, then staying over, a few nights a week. I accepted her offer, mainly because she threatened not to come back otherwise.

I was surprised to find that, in addition to being a sexual dynamo, Carmen was an adept organizer. In a month, she had taken my apartment form the prototypical bachelor's cave to a place that could have passed any white glove inspection. The funniest part was the affect Carmen had on me. Now, instead of tossing clothes and mail wherever I felt like when I came home, I felt happy living up to the standards Carmen set when she cleaned the place. In just a month, only three nights a week, Carmen had domesticated me.

I laughed at the thought as I climbed the front steps of my brownstone. Tonight, I planned to order in some Chinese food and watch the "erotic thriller" I ordered online. Carmen surprised me by sharing my enjoyment of porn. We replicated some of the scenarios and positions we would watch, and it seemed like she was challenging herself to be better than the fantasies on the screen.

More than being uninhibited, Carmen was creative. I didn't need to push her into trying anything. Sometimes, she carried me to places I had never been before. No one had ever spanked me during sex. The first time Carmen whacked me with the plastic spatula she grabbed from the kitchen, I recoiled, but felt a hard throbbing in my prick. Spanking soon became a regular part of foreplay.

I wondered what surprises Carmen had in store as I unlocked the door.

"Hi, Carmen!" I yelled as stepped inside. She wasn't in the kitchen or living room, and I heard no response. "She must be on the toilet," I thought as I hung my coat on the hook behind the door. Walking into the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and leaned in to grab a beer. 

Suddenly, a pixieish, high-pitched voice squeaked, "Hi, Manuel!"

I shot straight up and banged the back of my head into the bottom of the freezer door. Staggering back a step, I grabbed the back of my head and looked up. Standing in the arch in front of the hallway was a diminutive, thin woman with raven black hair, cut in a bob that framed an oval face. She wore a pink and white half-shirt, that was tight around her small breasts and showed off a blue gem in her belly button. Her jeans were slung so low I thought I saw her pubic bone peeking out of the top. She had a whisk broom in one hand, and a dustpan in the other.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked, grimacing as I rubbed the back of my head.

"I'm Vanessa," she said with total aplomb as she walked up to me. "I'm Carmen's sister." She opened the fridge, reached in and grabbed a beer.

"Why are you here?

"Carmen is going to be busy this week with her thesis and grading papers." she said, popping the top off the bottle and holding it out for me. "She was afraid that if she left you alone for a full week, this place might look like a bomb hit it by the time she got back. I grabbed the open bottle, and she walked into the living room, sitting on the couch. "I volunteered to take the job for a week, she said it would be all right for you to pay me."

"How old are you?" I asked as I walked in after her and sat at the other end of the couch.

"Nineteen," she giggled, "and before you ask, I'm a sophomore at NYU."

"And Carmen told you she was working here, uh, cleaning up?"

"Sure, we tell each other everything," she said matter-of-factly. "I figured a hundred-fifty bucks for a couple days of light cleaning was a good deal."

"Best laid plans of mice and men," I thought to myself as I sucked down some Dos Equis. "What are you studying?"

"Urban planning," she said as she stretched her legs on the couch. Her feet were bare, and I noticed her toenails, like her fingers, were an electric pink. "I want to go work in government when I get out of school."

"Good for you." I said

She stretched her arms above her head, and her breasts pressed against the fabric of her belly shirt. Her nipples poked against the cotton  I felt the blood start rushing into my cock, and I shifted in my seat. I didn't need Vanessa to checking out my boner.

"I'm going to take a quick shower." I said as I stood and walked toward the hallway. "I planned to order some Chinese food afterward. The menu's are on top of the bookshelf next to the t.v. You're welcome to stay and eat, if you like."

"Thanks, I'll think about it." She bent over to gather up the dust broom and pan, and I noticed her ass. The crack poked out above the top of her low riders, and I saw she was wearing a thong. Coughing, I turned and walked up the hallway to my bedroom.

Where Carmen's ass was full, round and thick, Vanessa had a slim and athletic bottom, with almost no trace of hips. Even as I approached my bedroom, I had visions of Vanessa bending over in front of me, her crack poking out, revealing her thong,

"Not a good idea to think about that too much." I whispered as I entered the bedroom. Carmen never asked me what I did on the nights she wasn't around, but I couldn't imagine her being thrilled with the idea of me jumping her younger sister's bones.

I closed the bedroom door behind me and hung my suit jacket on the empty hanger hung up on the closet door. Carmen made me install a hook on the door so I could leave my suit hanger there to wait until I got home. Laughing, I undressed and hung the suit. As I slipped my bathrobe on, I suddenly felt a little empty. I had become accustomed to Carmen's presence over the last four weeks, and I found myself unhappy at the thought of spending the week without her.

"I wonder if she'd be up for a little phone sex later?" I wondered as I stepped out of the bedroom and walked across the hall to the bathroom.

"I'll be out of the shower in ten minutes, Vanessa." I yelled before stepping into the bathroom and shutting the door. Drawing the blue and gold shower curtain, I turned on the hot water and waited until steam filled the room before turning on the cold water, adjusting the balance until the water was just short of scalding, the way I like it.

Removing my robe, I drew the curtain back and stepped inside the shower., rubbing my feet on the flower-shaped non-skid pads Carmen put on the floor of the tub, after she had sand-blasted it with Comet.

"I'm amazed you haven't broken your neck," Carmen laughed when she showed off the tub.

Smiling as I thought of her, I started rubbing soap all around my body.  The hot spray soothed my body as it bounced off my skin. I reached down and pulled back the foreskin, rubbing the soap around my cock. Handling my cock with the soap, combined with the hot water and my thoughts, got the blood rushing back to my nether regions, and soon enough, my cock stood, proud and firm, in front of me.

Suddenly, a vision of Vanessa's tight ass flashed in front of me, and my cock jumped. Before I could stop, my mind skipped to the image of her leaning back on the couch, her perky tits straining against the white cotton half-shirt, her nipples protruding. Grabbing my cock, I closed my eyes and started stroking.

In my mind, Vanessa peeled off the shirt, releasing her braless tits. My legs quivered as I imagined her squeezing her large nipples, moaning softly as she tugged on the stiff buds. I jerked faster as undid her jeans and slid them off, revealing a pink thong. I moaned, seeing her pull the thong to one side, revealing a hairless pussy with a pair of pussy lips poking out. My cock throbbed rapidly in my hand when another loud moan filled the room. My eyes shot open as I realized the voice wasn't mine. Through the steam and the plastic curtain, I saw a figure sitting on the toilet, moving furtively.

"Vanessa?"

She stood, moving forward and peeling back the curtain. She was naked. Her breasts, no bigger than a B-cup, but firm and perky, had areola as dark and big as her sister's, and her nipples were huge. Her pussy was as bald as I imagined, with a puffy pair of lips peeking out.

"You look so fucking hot." she said with a lusty grin.

"Why are you watching me? Why are you naked?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Yes, but," I sputtered as I backed away from her. "Your sister . . ."

"My sister," she said as she stepped into the tub and pulled the curtain behind her, "said I should take care of you just like she would. She also said you had the biggest dick she had ever fucked. I'm glad to see she wasn't lying."

Stunned, I stood with by back against the cold tiled wall of the bathtub. I thought of jumping out of the shower, but the toiler was right next to the tub, and I feared serious injury. Vanessa walked under the shower spray, and stepped up to me. Her head barely reached my chest. Placing her palms against my chest, she rubbed her hands against my hot, wet skin. Pressing her lips around my chest, she grabbed one of my nipples with her teeth and bit it hard.

"Damn!" I yelled, but I felt my prick jump as her straight, white teeth dug into my nipple. Her hand slithered down and wrapped itself around the shaft, gently stroking it while she kissed and nibbled my upper body.

I leaned back and felt the cold, wet tile wall as Vanessa slid slowly down my body. He lips and teeth worked an erotic magic on me, making my nerve ending ultra sensitive. Her petite, slender body rubbed against my prick, making it throb harder with each passing second.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm," I moaned involuntarily.

"You like that, Manny?" she whispered as she kissed my belly button. "Maybe you will like this too." Lifting my cock with her hand, she slid the throbbing shaft into her mouth. I groaned joyfully as the nymph in my shower worshipped my cock with her mouth. Her tongue rubbed along the underside of the shaft while she sucked hard. The shower spray bounced off her shoulders and the top of her head, bouncing up and hitting me in the chest and face. Reaching down and running my fingers through her slick black hair, my breath came in short, rapid pants, as I watched her head quickly bobbing up and down on my prick.

As I ground my ass against the shower wall, I started to compare Vanessa's cock sucking with her sister's. Carmen worked slower, sucking deeper, swallowing more of the shaft. Vanessa preferred to bob rapidly on the shaft, sucking in less of my cock but stimulating the head faster and more often with her lips and tongue. Groaning, I couldn't decide which method I preferred. My cock certainly enjoyed both their efforts.

Pushing my hips off the wall, I stood over Vanessa and gripped the sides of her head. I thrust my hips, forcing my cock deeper into her mouth. Far from resisting, Vanessa picked up on the action, matching my rhythm, trying to swallow as much of the shaft as she could. I pushed her head down, listening to her gurgle and cough with a little more than half my prick n her mouth. After 30 seconds of near orgasmic bliss, Vanessa pushed back, sputtering and coughing as my cock flopped out of her mouth. She sat against the wall of the tub, panting until she regained her breath.

"God, what a great fucking cock!" she finally said.

I reached over and shut the shower off. As the spray ended, I leaned over and offered Vanessa my hand. Grabbing it, she nearly knocked me over when she jumped up and pressed her lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around her waist as my tongue slid into her mouth. We stood in the shower, dripping wet and completely absorbed in each other.

Breaking the kiss, Vanessa threw her head back and yelled, "Take me to bed and fuck me!"

Laughing riotously, I held her tight and pulled the curtain back. She wrapped her legs around my waist and clung to me as I stepped out of the tub. On the bathmat, I covered her mouth with my own again She ground her body against mine as I sucked on her tongue, her body so petite, my cock didn't even brush against her ass as she clung to me. I kissed my way down her neck and dug my teeth into her shoulder.

"Ooooooooooo, yes, keep biting me!" she squealed as my teeth dug into her skin. Bouncing against me as I sucked on her flesh, her fingers twirled up in my hair as she screamed, "Fuck, baby, take me to bed and fuck me! My pussy is so fucking wet!"

We kissed again as I moved forward, holding her tight as I reached out and opened the bathroom door. I thanked Carmen silently for getting all my junk off the floor as I walked Vanessa across the hall, kicking open the bedroom door.  Moving over to the foot of the bed, I dropped Vanessa on to the gold and sage green duvet cover I had bought a couple of weeks ago. She crawled back as I climbed on the bed, spreading her legs and leaning against the pillows as I planted urgent kisses all around her face.

"Oh, fuck, you're so hot, Manny!" she moaned, squirming beneath me. I kissed my way down from her face, nipping her chin, kissing and licking from her collar bone down to her perky tits. She buried her fingers in my hair as my tongue flicked against her nipples. As I tugged on her left nipple, squeezing it hard with my teeth, Vanessa's back arched, pressing her body hard into mine while she squealed. My hand slithered down her body while I worshipped her tits, slipping between her legs and rubbing against her puffy labia.

"Oh God, yes," she sighed in an airy voice. "Play with my pussy baby, I'm so wet for you!" My fingers slid up and down her juicy slit, spreading her labia and coating my fingers with her girl juice. Vanessa rolled back and forth, grinding her ass against the mattress, groaning and sighing as I explored her body. She stiffened as my middle finger pierced the veil, sliding inside her love hole, down to the second knuckle.

"Ohhh my God," she cried out, her pussy contracting around my finger. I kissed up to her neck and nibbled as my finger slid back and forth inside her tight wetness. I felt her tight walls pressing against my finger as I pushed all the way into her vagina.

"Another one! Put in another one!" she yelled, bouncing on the mattress. I grinned widely as my index finger worked its way into her tight snatch. Vanessa' legs kicked against the duvet as a second finger sank deep inside her pussy.

"Oh, yessssssssss! You feel how that tight that is, baby? Feel how hard I'm squeezing your fingers? Mmmmmmm, think how your cock is gonna feel inside me, baby."

I groaned as I tugged on Vanessa's earlobe as I buried my fingers in her snatch. Reaching up with my thumb, I found her clit, pressing my thumb against her button, feeling it throb. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck!" she screamed as I rubbed her clit with my thumb. Her pussy spasmed, squeezing my fingers hard as her body rolled and bucked on the bed. I leaned over and sucked her pert tits, pumping my fingers inside her juicy snatch. Vanessa reached back and grabbed the headboard, arching her back and convulsing as I bit her nipple.

"Oh yesssssssssss," she cried, her legs kicking cover further off the mattress. "Fuck Manny! You're gonna make me cum!"

Reaching down with my free hand, I pinched her throbbing clit between my fingers and squeezed it hard. She wailed like a banshee as her body flailed wildly, bouncing on the bed, nearly falling off.

"Yessssssssssss!Cumminggggggggggggggg!" she screamed while her pussy gushed, coating my fingers with her juices.  She reached back and held my head against her breast, which I continued to suck as her body flew out of control. Her hips continued bouncing up and down, riding my fingers over the peak of ecstasy.

Finally, she sank down on the mattress, her body still shaking. Slowly, I withdrew my fingers form her pussy and lifted them to her mouth, rubbing them against her lips. Opening her mouthed, she swallowed my fingers and greedily sucked her pussy juice off my digits. I smiled as her tongue swirled around my fingers, watching her mouth slide back and forth over my fingers, murmuring and moaning as she tasted herself.  Her face was covered by a sheen of sweat, and her eyes slowly opened again. Reaching up and wrapping her hand around my neck, she pulled my head down, plastering her lips to mine, and thrusting her tongue in my mouth. I tasted the tangy remnants of her love sauce as I pressed my body against hers.

"Get on your back," she whispered as she broke the kiss.

I rolled to my back and she climbed on top of me, pushing her ass into my face as she grabbed m shaft, pulling back the foreskin and licking around the head. I spread her ass cheeks and stuck my tongue as deep in between as I could, licking and sucking in her crevice. Her groans were muffled by my cock stuffed in her mouth.  Her lips were sealed around the shaft as her head sank down, swallowing as much of my prick as she could stand.  I groaned loud as she began rolling my balls in the palm of her hand.

"Fuck baby!" I yelled as I pulled my mouth out of her ass crack. "Your mouth feels so fucking good there," I moaned before sticking my tongue back in and rimming her puckered asshole.

She sucked hard on my dick before pulling her head off and grunting, "Not half as good as it's gonna feel in my cunt. Now stick your tongue down there and eat me, baby."

Eagerly, I buried my face between her cheeks and dragged my tongue over her slit. Her cunt juice was saltier than Carmen's, but intoxicating to my taste buds. I squeezed her cheeks tight in my hands as I rubbed my tongue all over her snatch. Vanessa continued sucking on my throbbing prick while she ground her ass into my face and wriggled her pussy on my tongue.

The pungent aroma of her sex filled my nostrils. I spread her pussy lips with my hand, poking my tongue into her hot hole. She squealed, even as her mouth was filled with my prick, and a hot flow of salty juice coated my tongue and dripped down my chin. Swirling my tongue around the entrance of her pussy, I squeezed her tight ass with my free hand. She pumped her hips, pressing her pussy harder into my mouth. Lifting my hand in the air, I brought it down hard, slapping her ass so the sound rung in the air.

Her body froze completely still. I wondered if I had misstepped, as she lifted her mouth off my cock.

"Harder!" she screamed.

I raised my hand and slapped her ass again. Her body seized.       "Harder!"

The air rang with the sound of my hand slapping her tight rump, again and again. She ground her pussy into my face.

"Yes, damn it! Spank my ass!." She humped my face now, lifting her pussy and grinding it into my hungry mouth. "Spank it til it's pink and raw! Fuck, I feel so good!"

Her pussy was almost gushing now, her juices coating my tongue and chin. I whacked her ass as fast and hard as I could, considering she was bouncing on my face like it was the Calgary Stampede and I was the last stallion in the corral.

After what felt like a blissful eternity, Vanessa sat straight up on my face, grinding her snatch into my nose and mouth.

"I can't take it anymore!" she snarled. "I have to stick this big fat cock in my pussy right now!" 

Scrambling off my face, she slid down to the other end of the bed. Grabbing my prick, she straddled me.

I watched as she leaned over me, legs splayed, her pouting pussy lips perched just over the head of my cock. Slowly, she lowered herself onto my cock. My fingers gripped the sheets as I watched the bulbous head pressing against her puffy labia. She paused, rubbing her naughty bits against the sensitive head, making me groan with anticipation. Giggling, she breathed deep and pushed down. Her pussy lips spread, and she threw her head back, groaning as the cock head pierced her tight fuckhole and popped inside her love tunnel.




How I Got a Maid Ch. 02



Vanessa sighed as she held the cock head inside her vagina. She faced me, squatting on my prick, smiling like the cat who ate the canary.

"Mmmmmmmmm, baby," she moaned as she pressed her hands on my belly for balance. "Your cock is so fat, you're spreading me out so far," she groaned as her pussy sank lower on my shaft.

"Go slow, baby," I murmured. "Don't force it." She nodded, and held on to me tightly as her pussy started to relax and slide down further on my prick. She moaned louder as she lifted up and slid further down the shaft. As her pussy sank lower , she steadied herself, pushing herself up until she sat straight up. 

"Grab my titties, Manny, squeeze them hard," she moaned.

I released my death grip on the bed sheets. My hands covered her perky B-cups, fingers stretching out around her globes. Looking in her eyes, I slowly squeezed both tits, until I was pressing the soft flesh as hard as I could. Her head tilted backward, until it was pointed at the ceiling.

"Yesssssssssssssssssssssss!" she cried as her pussy slid another couple of inches down my shaft. "Play with my titties! Squeeze them hard! Oh, God it feels so good!!"

"Yes, baby, you're so fucking tight!" I grunted as she began sliding up and down on the shaft. Her pussy contracted and released around my prick as she rose and fell on top of me. Groping and fondling her tits, I moaned as her pussy tortured my cock. The air was full of our increasingly loud voices.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, yes, it's so big!" She slid all the way down on my cock, groaning as she made circles with her hips. "My pussy's so full Manny, fuck me with your big, fat cock!" she cried before leaning forward and kissing me voraciously.

Slamming my hips upward over and over as I sucked on her probing tongue, I reached down and squeezed her athletic ass, ramming my raging prick inside her tight love hole. I heard our bodies slapping together each time I thrust. My temples were pounding, explosions shooting off in my head as her tongue swirled around my mouth. She pressed her palms on my chest and pushed herself back up as her pussy began to spasm, rapidly clenching and releasing around my cock.

"God damn, my pussy's on fire!! Fuck, I'm cumming!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!"

Falling forward, Vanessa buried her face in my shoulder, her screams barely muffled as her body shook wildly on top of me. 

As Vanessa flew into the stratosphere, I knew I wasn't far behind. Her pussy squeezed my cock like a boa constrictor, and the tightness in my balls was near the point of no return.

"You're gonna make me cum, baby!" I roared in her ear.

"Oh God!" she moaned. "In my mouth! Cum in my mouth!"

Rapidly dismounting, Vanessa scooted to the foot of the bed, wrapping her hands around my schlong and jerking it hard and fast. Her lips slipped over the bulging cock head, and she sucked long and deep.

"Oh yesssssssssssssss," I cried as my cock erupted, spewing thick ropes of cum into Vanessa's mouth. Vanessa's mouth slid further down on the shaft, milking the semen from my cock. After a few seconds, she pulled her mouth off, looking up at me, letting the white lava dribble out the corners of her mouth, down her chin. A few more jets of cum shot out of my cock, slapping against her cheek and chin. Lowering her head, she swallowed the shaft again, swirling her tongue around the head.

Utterly spent, I laid on the bed, arms spread across the mattress. Vanessa crawled on top of me, straddling my legs, running her hands over my stomach and chest.

"That was so fucking awesome," she whispered dreamily.

"Pretty damn good for me too, baby."

Sliding down, she kissed up and down my chest, circling her tongue around my nipples and biting them, making me wince as her teeth dug into my body. Reaching up, I grabbed her short raven hair and dragged her up to me, covering her mouth with my own and probing with my tongue.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm," she murmured as our tongues danced. Her pelvis slid back and forth across my waist, and I felt her pussy juice dripping against my skin. Sliding my hand down her back, I slapped my hand against her tight ass, the air ringing with the sound.

"Fuck!" she cried, her back arching, pushing her pussy against my pelvis. "Carmen told me you were a horny bastard, but damn!"

"You volunteered for the job, baby," I chuckled between bites of her neck. "You have to be prepared to satisfy the customer."

Sliding three fingers between her ass cheeks, I listened to Vanessa squeal as my digits rubbed back and forth over her asshole. Her pelvis ground into my body as my fingers made circles around her puckered back door.

"Oh, God, you nasty man!" she panted as I teased her butthole. "Are you gonna stick one of your fingers in my ass?"

"No, no, sweetheart," I whispered reassuringly. "Why bother with one when you can use two?"

Pressing the tips of my index and middle finger against her pucker, I held Vanessa tight against me as my fingers invaded her rectum.

"Ohhhhhhhhh , fuck!!!" she screamed as the tips of my fingers pierced her dark hole, rubbing against her inner walls. Her fingers dug into my bicep as my digits dug further inside her rectal passage. I scraped the walls of her anal canal and felt her sphincter tighten up around the invaders.

"I would ask how you like it, baby, but I can feel your pussy getting wetter," I whispered as my fingers sank in past the second knuckle. She whimpered and humped my body. I kissed down her neck to her shoulders as my fingers pumped in and out of her asshole. Her ass as clenching and releasing around my fingers. My cock, fully revived, rubbed against her inner thigh. Sinking my teeth into her neck, I tugged on my flesh as my fingers sank all the way into her tight ass.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," she squealed as her body shook against me. "Fuck, Manny! I feel like I'm gonna explode!"

"Stay with me, Vanessa.," I growled as I released her flesh from my teeth. "You've got me so damn hard again."

"I can feel it baby," she whimpered. "I can feel it rubbing against my leg. Are you gonna put that baseball bat in my little ass?"

"Not if you don't want me to," I teased as I jammed my two fingers as deep in her ass as they would go. She threw her head back and howled as her sphincter clenched around my fingers, squeezing them hard

"FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "FUCK MY ASS, YOU SON OF A BITCH! STICK YOUR GIGANTIC FUCKING COCK IN MY ASS AND POUND IT UNTIL YOU SHOOT ALl YOUR HOT NASTY CUM ITO MY BOWELS!!"

Sliding my fingers out of Vanessa's ass, I rolled her over onto her back. Leaning over to my nightstand, I opened the top drawer and pulled out the bottle of KY gel I bought after Carmen's first week. She and I had made healthy and creative use of it in the previous weeks. I was happy there was still enough to the job I needed it for.

Squirting gel on my fingers, I smeared it across her pucker. I worked the gel slowly from the outside in, pushing two fingers back inside her asshole, smiling as she moaned and whimpered. "Oh God, baby, it feels so good," she cried, rocking back and forth against the now rumpled bed cover. "Your fingers feels so good in my ass! I want your cock inside my ass! Please, fuck my ass, Manny!"

Slowly withdrawing my fingers from her shit hole, I squeezed more KY gel into my palm. As I rubbed the cold gel all over my cock, I watched Vanessa writhe in front of me, pinching her nipples and leaking pussy juice all over my duvet.

"I'm gonna have to invent a new word," I thought to myself as I raised Vanessa's legs and spread them wide in the air. "Lucky does not begin to describe how I feel."

Grabbing Vanessa's slender thighs, I pulled her toward me, until her ass hung at the edge of the mattress. With her legs high in the air, I rubbed my cock from her puffy, pink pussy down to her winking asshole.

"Fuckkkkkkk," she moaned as my cock brushed her hot flesh. "It feels like a goddamn tree trunk."

"Don't worry, little one," I said, as the head rubbed against her asshole. " I won't hurt you, too much."

Reaching up, I covered her breast with my hand and squeezed hard as my cock pressured her bunghole. She yelped and groaned as my cock pushed against her, but she didn't back away. Lifting her legs higher in the air, she pushed her ass harder against my throbbing prick. Massaging her tit in my hand, I pressed harder against her asshole, telling myself to be patient so her body would open itself to me. As Vanessa 's moans grew louder, I felt her tight hole start to spread, and the head of my cock begin easing inside.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," came the low rumble from the bed. Her tight hole relaxed a little more, and the head slipped a little further into her ass. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh God, ohhhhhhhhhhh damn," she sighed as her asshole gave way to the insistent pressure of my erection. Her hands gripped the bed cover as her body started rocking, pushing back against my cock, forcing it inside her anal canal.

My head was spinning from the incredible pressure she exerted on my cock. Even as her sphincter slowly relaxed for me, her ass throbbed, contracting and releasing, sucking my dick deeper inside.

"God, baby!" I moaned as I reached deeper inside her ass. "Your ass is so fucking tight, it feels like your gonna rip my dick off!"

She grunted, words seeming almost beyond her now. Gripping the sheets until her fingers turned white, she thrust against me, forcing my cock deeper, opening her rectum wider. Digging my fingers into her firm ass cheeks, I began pumping my hips. She locked her legs around my waist and started thrusting, screaming each time my cock pressed deeper in her anus. The pressure seemed to travel from my prick all the way up to my brain, pressing on my temples until I feared they would burst.

"Oh, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" she wailed. "It's so fucking big!" She dragged the bed cover down as her body bounced and rocked on the bed. Wrapping my hand around her slender upper arms, I leaned into her and started thrusting my cock as hard and fast as her tight butt would let me.

"Goddamn, baby! Its coming!"

"Fuck yeah! Cum in my ass, motherfucker! Fill my asshole with your cum!"

"Oh God, yesssssssssssssssss!" I cried out as my dick exploded into her ass. Her asshole contracted, squeezing my prick mercilessly as ropes of cum shot deep into her bowels.

"Shit! Yes! You're cumming in my ass! Fuck!" Her body shook as I coated her rectum with semen. 

Collapsing on top of Vanessa, I pinned her to the bed as the cum continued flowing. I kissed all around her face and neck as the cum started seeping back, dripping out of her ass. I grabbed her hand, prying it from the bed cover and squeezing it tightly.

As we lay on the bed kissing, I felt my spent member slide out of Vanessa's slick asshole. I rolled on to my side, wrapping an arm around her and cuddling her against me.

"I can't believe how intense that was." she whispered, her head nestled against my shoulder.

"You are an amazing lover, baby. You sure you're only nineteen?"

She giggled and kissed my neck.

"What's for dinner, baby?"

"Dinner? Are you serious?"

"It's only . . . 8:00, lover," she said, leaning over me and looking at the alarm clock. "We've still got a whole evening ahead of us. I think we should get a pizza. Pepperoni, sausage, lots of meat. The protein will be good for you, later," she giggled as she hopped off the bed.

"Later?" I groaned.

I rolled my head on the pillow, looking around the bedroom. "At least when the police find my worn out husk," I thought to myself, "the apartment will be clean."



How I Got a Maid Ch. 03



(For those of you who have read Chapters 1&2, thanks so much for all the feedback. If you have read the first two chapters, you might notice the action here actually takes place before the action in Chapter 2. It's just how the ideas came to me. Thanks!)

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I climbed the subway stairs, nervously jumping two at a time. A herd of teenagers with skateboards barreled down, and I barely avoided getting knocked on my ass. As I reached the top of the stairs, feeling a cold blast of wind whipping down the street, I wondered what I had gotten myself into.

I had placed an unusual amount of trust in a woman I barely knew, handing her a spare set of keys to my apartment after she had spent exactly one evening there. Granted, it was a very eventful evening. Carmen picked me up in a cab after night court the week before, and after she got into a fight with her ex over the phone, I invited her up to my apartment to settle down. One thing led to another, which led to a night of the most spectacular sex of my life. Afterward, Carmen told me she needed to make some extra cash, and suggested she could come around to my place a couple of times a week and clean it up, make it more hospitable. 

I don't know whether it was the haze from the great sex, the exhaustion from the great sex, or the desperation at the thought she might not return, but I agreed. I gave her a copy of my keys the next morning, even though she said she wouldn't be able to come back for a week, because of her grad school duties. Now, as the week had passed, I was nervously walking up the block, thinking I would be pleasantly surprised if there were still furniture in my apartment.

I stopped in the store on the corner of the block, and bought a bottle of water. Despite the bracing wind, I stood outside on the corner and slowly drank the entire sixteen ounces of water. I watched a few mothers cajoling their bundled up children to keep up as they walked up the block. I was afraid to go home and find Carmen had cleaned out my apartment. I was even more afraid to go home and find she simply hadn't come.

I tossed the empty bottle into the trash can on the corner and turned to face the music. I was halfway up the block when I saw the silver Lincoln town car with the taxi license plate, parked ten feet away from my building. My stomach twisted as I approached the car, but I recognized the Cuban and American flag decals pasted to the passenger window. I looked into the interior of the car, and caught my smiling reflection.

I spun around and nearly toppled a woman walking behind me.

"Sorry!" I yelped, grabbing the woman's arm. "I didn't see you . . . oh, hi, Hannah."

I recognized my downstairs neighbor, Hannah Morton, as she steadied herself for a moment before rising to her full six-foot height.

"Hello, Manuel," she said curtly as she tugged on her red overcoat. "you should be more careful where you are walking."

"I know," I offered meekly. "I was lost in thought."

We both turned and walked of the front of the building. Climbing the cement steps, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my keys. I pushed the door open and held it for Hannah, being as gallant as I possibly could. As she passed, I noticed she smelled like lavender.

"I never get lost in thought on the street," Hannah said over the clacking of her chunky heels on the linoleum tile. "You never know who might be out there."

I followed her to the mailboxes and slipped by as she opened her box. I frowned for a moment when I saw my empty box.

"No mail today?" Hannah asked.

"Guess not," I chuckled, smiling and wondering where Carmen had put the mail.

"You're better off," Hannah sighed as she grabbed the handrail and started up the stairs. "If it isn't a bill, its another offer from a credit company inviting me to go deeper in debt."

"No letters from the family?"

"They mostly email and call at this point."

Hannah's coat was mid-length, stopping just above the knee, and cream colored slacks stretched down, barely avoiding sweeping the floor.

"How were the kids today?" I asked as we reached the third floor landing. On the odd occasions we ran into each other in the building, Hannah and I mostly talked about our jobs. She taught English to seventh and eighth graders at a school for gifted children.

"You know how it is, one minute they're angels, the next they're monsters." she chuckled as she took off her beret, letting a mass of strawberry blond curls spill down around her shoulders.

"They sound a lot like my clients."

"Yes, but I have more angelic days," she laughed as she opened her door. "Have a good night, Manuel."

"Same to you," I answered. 

Turning around, I finished the climb to the fourth floor. Standing ten feet away from my door, I swallowed hard, wondering what I might find inside.

"Only one way to find out," I whispered, sticking my key in the deadbolt lock and turning it. 

Momentarily satisfied when I heard the click of the lock, I turned the knob and pushed the door open.

Carmen was on her knees, facing away from me, rummaging through a cabinet underneath the kitchen sink. Her round, full ass was attractively wrapped in mid-length denim skirt, and tight blond curls tumbled around her shoulders, over a white tee shirt. It sounded like she was muttering.

"What are you looking for?" I half shouted.

"Where's the furniture polish?" she asked in her husky, lightly accented voice, not even turning around.

"Furniture polish?" I stared in the air as I set my briefcase on the floor. "I don't think I've ever owned furniture polish."

"Of course not," she huffed. Pushing herself off the floor, she grabbed a pen off the kitchen counter and scribbled on a piece of lined paper. "Your shopping list is already fifteen items long, and I've only been here an hour." She turned around and walked past me toward the living room.

"Hi, nice to see you too."

As I looked in the living room, I was struck by how orderly everything looked. Granted, I had picked some stuff up in anticipation of her coming, but it looked so different. No clothes lying around, newspapers in a pile next to the couch, and mail in a couple of neat stacks on the dining table. The dish drain was full of plates and glasses still dripping water. All in all, it looked perfectly normal.

"You've been busy," I smirked.

"You're a pig," she snorted in response. "I haven't even started with the bathroom yet. It might take two days by itself."

She walked over to the front door and picked up my briefcase.

"I cleared a pace over here, by the bookcase. You can set it there when you come-"

Her next words were lost, smothered by my mouth crushing hers. I slid my arm around her waist and pulled her tightly against me, grinding my groin into hers. Her tongue darted into my mouth as I pushed her back against the refrigerator. Grabbing a fistful of hair in her hand, Carmen yanked my head back hard.

"It doesn't take you long to get started," she panted.

"I've been thinking about you all week," I smiled, leaning forward.

"Not so fast, lover," she huffed, sticking a hand in my chest and pushing me back a step, slipping out and walking into the living room and sitting down on the couch.

"What's wrong?" I asked moving to the couch and sitting next to her. She moved away.

"You need to understand something," she said soberly. "I was not making a joke when I came up with this idea last week. I do need the money for my rent. And you really need this apartment cleaned."

"I understand."

"No, you don't. You probably jerked off this week, thinking about me in some French maid outfit with crotchless panties, bending over to dust something so you could stick that lead pipe in your pants up my coochie."

"You're panties weren't crotchless," I grinned. "I ripped them off you."

"Don't start with me, papi. I'm not asking you to pay me for sex. I'm not a whore."

"I never said you were."

"No, you didn't, but I don't want you thinking it. I might have jumped you because I wsa pissed off at my ex, but I stayed because I like you." I reached over and took her hand, holding tight when she tried pulling away.

"I don't care whether you were pissed off or whatever. Last Saturday night was one of the best nights of my life, and not just because you are a sexual artist. You are funny and smart and easy to talk to and I enjoyed all of that. Sure, I thought it was weird, you offering to come here and clean, but I was happy you offered, because I knew it meant you wanted to come back."

Sliding toward me, Carmen pressed her palm against my face. I rubbed my cheek against her hand, savoring the warmth I felt. Leaning forward, she began kissing my neck. Slipping my fingers through her blond curls, I pulled off the scrunchie she had used to bunch up her hair, letting her hair fall down around her shoulders. I moaned softly as she reached up and loosened my tie.

"Papi," she whispered, "I wouldn't have come back if I didn't want to. But I didn't come back just because of your huge, thick, gigantic throbbing dick."

He hand slid down as she breathed hot and heavy in my ear, coming to rest on top of the almost painful bulge in my trousers.

"Mmmmmmmm, look who's joined the party," she giggled as her palm slid up and down over my erection. " Has he gotten bigger, baby?"

"I've been doing exercises all week," I laughed. "I didn't want to disappoint you."

"Not fucking lightly," she moaned as she tugged at my zipper, dragging it down before slipping her hand inside my pants.

Her fingers slipped inside my boxers, and she wrapped two of her fingers around the shaft, squeezing and giggling at the strained sound coming from my throat. She slowly withdrew my prick from my boxers and gently stroked it.

"Good God, baby" I grunted as her fingers stroked faster. I was already light-headed.

"Bite my neck, papi," she cried softly. Tilting her head to the side, I grazed her neck with my teeth, grabbing a fold of flesh and squeezing it tight. Her fingers gripped my shaft tighter as she sighed.

"I'm not having sex with you so you can pay me," she whispered as her fingers slid faster up and down the shaft. "I'm cleaning this apartment so you can pay me. I'm fucking you because you have the best goddamn dick I've ever had."

"Then shut up and fuck me. You can clean the apartment up later, if you still have the energy."

Pushing her back until she let go of my cock, I laid down on top of Carmen, covering her mouth with my own. Her legs slid up and wrapped around my waist, pressing my erect cock under her skirt, rubbing against her silky panties. Her ass arched up, pushing her pussy against my shaft. Writhing together on the couch, our hands slid up and down the length of our bodies, trying to record some tactile memory to be stored away for future use. Carmen grabbed my tongue with her teeth, tugging on it as I moaned. She laughed wildly after she released my tongue.

My hands slide down until they found the bottom of her white cotton tee shirt. Leaning up, Carmen gave me room to slide the shirt off. A lacy white bra covered her huge breasts, showing off the large, dark areole and stiff nipples, already big as cherries. I grabbed her right nipple between my fingers and squeezed it.

"Mmmmmmmmm, papi," she groaned as I twisted the hard bud. "I love how you play with my titties. Just rough enough."

Sliding the straps of her bra down, Carmen slipped her large twin orbs from their lacy captivity, presenting them to me.

"Suck my titties, lover. It makes my pussy so wet when you suck them."

My hand encircled her left breast as I sucked in a mouthful of the right. My tongue flicked against the engorged nipple, and I caressed and squeezed the other. Groaning with delight, Carmen snaked her fingers through my hair, holding my head down on her breast.

"Suck it, baby, I can feel how hungry you are. Mami is sorry she made you wait all week."

I ground my throbbing prick against her panties, pressing my manhood against her loins as I greedily gorged on her bosom. I felt the wetness soaking her panties, and I wanted to bury myself in it, live in it. Gripping her nipple with my teeth I pulled hard on it, rejoicing at her anguished response.

"Oh God, papi, yesssssss," she cried, her free hand digging into my forearm. "Bite it harder, fuck that feels so good!"

Her hand slid over to her left breast, covering my hand. Together, we squeezed and fondled the huge globe, pushing Carmen further down the road to ecstasy.

Releasing her breast from my mouth, I sat up and grabbed her hand, pulling her up to me. As my hands slid up and down her back, I ravished her face with kisses, my lips starting on her chin and covering every inch of her face until I savaged her mouth. As our tongues danced inside her mouth, she climbed on top of me, straddling me and grinding her crotch against my manhood.

"Why aren't you naked yet, papi?" she panted.

"I was about to ask you the same thing." I groaned as she sank her teeth in my neck. 

She unknotted my tie, sliding the silk off my neck. Undoing the buttons of my shirt, she pressed her lips against my chest as she undid each button Slipping off my lap as she reached my waist, she loosened my belt and unbuckled my trousers, gripping the waistband of my boxers and yanking it all down until my rock hard prick sprang free.

\"Oh God, its beautiful, just like I remembered," she whispered as her left hand wrapped around the shaft, fingers not quite making it all the way around as she stroked it

"I've been dreaming about your cock all week, papi. One day, in the library, I couldn't stop thinking about it, and I had to go to the bathroom and get myself off.

Stretching the foreskin back to free the head, she flicked her tongue back and forth around it, making me squirm in my seat.

"I got so loud in the stall, a girl climbed up on the next toilet and looked in."

"What did she do when she saw you?" I grunted while she stroked me.

"Nothing," she smiled. "She just watched while I finished getting myself off. Then she asked if she could lick my fingers."

"Did you let her?"

"Yeah. While she was licking my fingers, I whispered in her ear, telling her how big your dick is. Poor baby almost fainted."

"You dirty bitch."

"She asked if she could meet you sometime."

"Bring her over," I moaned when Carmen pinched the head between her fingers. "I can get her to do my laundry."

"What a funny man," Carmen said with a sharp edge, and dug her nails into my thigh.

"Fuck! " I yelled. "Can't take a joke?"

"Only the funny ones , baby," she said, sticking her tongue out at me before sliding her mouth halfway down the shaft. I gasped, grabbing the back of the couch as she sucked me deep and hard. Her hand massaged my balls as her head slowly rose, then sank back down on my prick.

"Damn, baby, you do that so well."

I twisted my fingers around in her blond locks while she throated more of my throbbing penis. Her tongue rubbed against the underside of the shaft, and she cradled my balls in the palm of her hand. My head laid on the back of the couch, rolling from side to side, lolling with pleasure when a sudden, piercing pain radiated from my cock.

"Oh, fuck!" I yelled as Carmen's teeth dug into the shaft and scraped upward. Her hands dug into my thighs, holding me down while her teeth scraped my prick. I howled until she reached the head, which she held between her lips and gently sucked, making me writhe on the couch, even as the pain in my cock ebbed.

"Shit, baby, are you trying to kill me?" A throaty laugh was her only response, as her head sank down again, taking my cock even deeper. I felt the head hit the back of her throat, and moaned while she made gurgling sounds. 

She sucked me hard and squeezed my balls. It felt like my temples were going to burst.

"Fuck, mami, I'm about to shoot," I panted. Her head slid up until the head of my cock popped out from between her lips.

"I ate an early lunch. I've been waiting for hours. Feed me, papi," she moaned before stuffing half my cock back into her mouth.

The dam burst and I flooded her waiting mouth with ropes of hot, salty semen. She coughed as the first shot hit her mouth, but she kept my cock firmly in her mouth as blast after blast rocketed from my prick, filling her mouth with my essence.

"Yesssssssss," I groaned loudly as Carmen sucked the last of the semen out of me. My fingers ran through her hair, caressing her head as the last drops of cum dribbled out of my cock.

Slowly, Carmen withdrew my cock from her mouth. Bubbles of cum were on her lips as she climbed off her knees into my lap. Her tits pressing against my chest, she brushed her lips on my shoulder and neck, bringing them up to my mouth. Her tongue poked between my lips as she kissed me. I tasted the saltiness of my cum on her tongue. Her mouth open wider, and she dribbled more cum from her mouth to mine.

As she fed my cum into my mouth, my hands slid down her body. Grabbing the hem of her tight denim skirt, I hiked it up until it was bunched around her waist. My fingers slipped down the back of her silky white panties, slipping into the crack of her ass. A groan escaped her lips as my fingers slid up and down in her crack. I sucked on her tongue, licking the remnants off cum I had just deposited there. 

"Mmmmmmmm, you like how that tastes, baby?"

I moaned as I nibbled on her shoulder.

"I love your cum, all thick and salty."

She stiffened suddenly.

"Oh, God, you're fingering my asshole."

Nibbling on her ear, I rubbed my fingers back and forth over the tight pucker of her rear.

"You like how that feels, mami?"

'Mmmmhmmm," she moaned.

"Anybody ever take you back there?"

"Couple of guys. Nobody half as big as you, papi."

"We can change that." I said as the tip of my index finger penetrated her back door. She shuddered, resisting for a moment, then releaxing enough to let my fingr slide in down to the first knuckle. Grabbing her left tit with my free hand, I held it up so I suck it,. Strangled groans came out of Carmen's throat as I filled my mouth with her tit flesh and sucked hard. My finger worked its way inside her ass, past the second knuckle.

"Ohhhhhhhh," she cried, her ass contracting and loosening around the invader. Me teeth tugged on her nipple. Her fingers bunched in my hair, gripping it tightly as her body rose and sank in my lap.

"My body's on fire, papi. My pussy's almost gushing."

"I can feel your wetness, baby, I feel it."

"Put another finger in my ass, papi, I want another one."

Releasing her breast from my mouth, I pulled her head down, kissing her ferociously as I forced my middle finger into her rectal passage. Grunting into the kiss, Carmen ground her lips against me as I opened her brown eye wider, sliding my fingers in and out of her asshole.

Tossing her head backward, Carmen screamed, "Goddamn it, you're driving me crazy! Its too fucking good!"

Her body rocked in my lap as my fingers sunk all the way into her anal canal. She shuddered and leaned against me, flinging her arms around my neck and violently grinding her pussy against my lap.

"Ohhhhhh, fuck, I'm cumming!" she screamed, bucking her hips, her tits flopping up and down. 

Her rectum clamped down on my fingers and squeezed, the walls of her ass rubbing hard against my digits. Grabbing my head, she pushed my face in between her tits, smothering me while her body rode the shattering wave.

Sputtering for breath, I wrapped my free arm around her waist and clutched her body as she slowly descended from her ecstatic peak.. 

Starting at the top of my head, Carmen plasterd soft, wet kisses across my scalp, forehead, and on both sides of my face, until she reached my mouth, which she took urgently. My fingers slide slowly out of her anus, and I clutched her tightly as we devoured each other.




How I Got a Maid Ch. 03



"God," she cried as she broke the kiss. "How can you know all the right spots on my body so fast?"

"Don't know," I murmured in between kissing her neck and shoulder. "Your body feels perfect to me, I want to find every spot that sets you off, and number them."

"Then you can do some funky kind of math, huh, papi?" she laughed as I nibbled on her ear. 

Giggling, she pulled herself away and stood. Backing up to stand by the dining room table, she undid her skirt, draping it over the back of a chair. She tugged on her panties, winking at me as she lifted her legs to slips them off. Smiling coyly, she sniffed the crotch before tossing them to me.

I caught the white silk with one hand, bringing them up to my nose and inhaling deeply. The deep rush of pussy juice filled my nostrils, traveling straight to my brain, as the blood rushed back to my prick.

"They should bottle this fragrance." I sighed. "They could call it "Pristine Pussy."

"Pervert." she laughed as she disappeared into the hallway.

"Where did you go? I shouted. Silence was the only response. A few moments later, my ears pricked up at the sound of something rolling on the hardwood floor. The last thing I expected to see was Carmen pushing the vacuum cleaner I inherited from my parents when I moved into my apartment.

"What the hell is this?"

"This is my job, papi. I told you I was gonna clean this place up."

"But," I sputtered.

"Yeah I know, we're both naked and you're all juiced up. Listen, papi, when I take a job, I do my job. Besides, naked vacuuming has some advantages."

Turning around she leaned over in front of the wall next to the hallway, plugging the vacuum cleaner into the socket. Reaching up with both hands, she spread her ass cheeks, giving me a clear, tantalizing view of her asshole and her slick, pink pussy.

"I liked how your fingers felt in my ass baby." 

Maybe you have something else to put there." Standing back up, she flicked the switch, powering up the ancient vacuum, the whine drowning out my attempts to respond. I could only laugh as Carmen pushed the hulking machine around the living room, pulling chairs away from the dining table so she could push the vacuum underneath.

"Watch your feet, baby," she shouted as she pushed the vacuum toward the couch. I stepped out of the way, and she grinned at me. Reaching out with her free hand, Carmen gripped my balls firmly, making me suck my breath in hard.

"Poor babies," she cooed as she ran the vacuum back and forth in front of the couch. "they feel so full, you must be dying."

"Doesn't help," I grunted," that my maid is doing the floors instead of doing me."

"I wouldn't be doing my job if I put personal pleasure ahead of my responsibilities," she shouted, releasing my balls as she pushed the vacuum toward the kitchen.

Walking behind her, I watched her round ass shake as she ran the vacuum over the kitchen floor. I moaned when she bent forward, reaching into a corner next to a cabinet.

"What a fine ass you have, baby."

She paused for a moment, then jiggled her ass, the cheeks shaking rapidly as the vacuum drowned out her giggles. She pushed the vacuum across the floor, in front of the sink, then around toward the front door of the apartment. After vacuuming in front of the door, Carmen stopped, looking around, then back down at the vacuum, before turning it off.

"Papi, I have a problem," she said, turning to face me, pouting.

"What is that, mami?"

"I can't finish vacuuming because your vacuum cleaner doesn't have a hose attachment. I can't get to all the hard to reach places without a hose." She inched towards me, looking up and down. "Do you have a hose for me, papi?"

"The vacuum cleaner came without attachments, baby, but maybe this will help."

Slipping my arm around he neck, I covered Carmen's mouth with my own. Sliding my rigid tool between her legs, I rubbed it against her moist slit.

"Yessssssss," she moaned, grinding her hips into me., dragging her fingernails, up and down my back as I nibbled on her neck.

"God, I love how hot and wet you make me."

"Let's see if we can get you wetter, then." I whispered, reaching down, under her ass, and lifting her onto the kitchen counter. Latching onto her large, soft breast with my teeth, I suckled her tit as I sank two fingers into her hot box.

"Fuck," she grunted, contracting her pussy muscles around my probing digits. My teeth tugged on her nipple, making her groan louder.

"Oh, God, papi," that feels so good! Rub my g-spot! Rub it!" Bending my fingers inside her, I rubbed the tips against the inner walls of her snatch. Grabbing my shoulders, Carmen started rocking back and forth. Clear liquid dribbled out of her slit. Coating my fingers as he pussy started to spasm, clenching and unclenching around my fingers.

"Fuck yes! Oh God, you're making me cum!"

With a wild scream, Carmen flew over the edge, throwing her arms out wildly, knocking two glasses into the sink and shattering them. I kept my mouth firmly attached to her shaking bosom, flicking my tongue against the stiff bud as Carmen thrashed on top of the counter.

"Holy God," she panted, twisting her fingers in my black and silver hair and yanking my head back. She attacked my mouth, thrusting her tongue inside. Grinding my body against her shaking torso, I felt the wetness seeping out of her pussy, coating my stomach and dripping down to my loins. Slipping my fingers out of her snatch, I rubbed my digits across her lips, popping them inside her greedy mouth, groaning as she sucked them.

"Tastes good, doesn't it baby?" I smirked, sliding my fingers back and forth inside her mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmm," she murmured, sucking the jot juice off my fingers.

Her eyes flew open as the head of my cock nudged her cunt lips apart. With a thrust I buried myself halfway inside her.

"YESSSSS, that's it baby!" she screamed as my prick scraped against her sugar walls.

"Come on baby," I moaned, "suck my cock up with that tight cunt."

Grunting, Carmen clamped down on my fingers with her teeth, squeezing until I yanked my fingers out of her mouth.

"FUCK!" she screamed as I thrust my cock deeper into her wetness. "YOU"RE GONNA SPLIT MY FUCKING PUSSY IN HALF, MOTHERFUCKER!"

"And you love every inch of my fat cock, don't you, you hot bitch!"

"AHHHHH, YESSSS!!" she wailed. "I LOVE YOUR BIG THICK FUCKING COCK!! OH GOD, ITS SO FUCKING DEEP!"

Leaning forward, I pressed my lips against Carmen's, kissing her passionately as my prick sank down all the way to the hilt inside paradise. Her pussy contracted around the shaft, squeezing intensely as I sucked on her tongue.

As her pussy relaxed, I started pumping my hips, groaning as my cock pressed against her slick walls.

"Oh, my God, papi! You're so fucking hard!" Pushing her backward onto the counter, I fell on top of her and sank my teeth into her shoulder.

"Aiiiiiiii, papi! Siiiiii!"

She reached back, grabbing the back splash and bucking her hips against me. Beads of sweat dripped off my forehead, stinging my eyes as my cock throbbed wildly inside Carmen's cunt.

"Fuck, baby!" I yelled over the banging of our bodies against the counter. "I can't hold it! I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum with me papi! Yesssssss!" With an ear-shattering wail, Carmen took off. Her pussy spasmed wildly, rippling waves of ecstatic vibrations pulsing around my dick.

"OH GOD YESSSSS!"

My cock exploded, jets of thick cum shooting deep inside Carmen's juicy pussy. Her pussy contracted, milking my cock for all the semen my balls produced. Burying my head between her tits, I grunted and moaned as her pussy sucked the seed out of me.

Planting soft kisses, around each of her pillows, I rubbed my tongue against a nipple and sucked it. Her body jerked as I suckled, and her fingers snaked through my hair.

"Mmmmmmmm," she murmured as she caressed my head, her legs sliding up and down against mine. "You can't get enough, can you, papi?"

"Not of you, baby."

My spent cock slipped out of her pussy, and Carmen pushed herself up, grabbing my hair and crushing her mouth against mine. Our tongues danced as our sweat-soaked bodies rubbed against each other.

"I haven't finished vacuuming yet, Manuel," she whispered as I kissed and nibbled her ear.

"You can teach me what to do later." I chuckled. "I learn fast." Wrapping my arms around Carmen's waist, I lifted her off the counter. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I walked toward the bedroom, kissing and nibbling her neck and shoulders the whole way.

"Papi,. I can feel your cum dripping out of my pussy," she whispered into my ear as I carried her into the bedroom, laying her down on the bed. Dropping to my knees, I spread Carmen's legs and began scraping her inner thighs with my teeth, nipping at the hot flesh, listening to her grunts as I made my way toward paradise. The aroma of hot sex overwhelmed my senses, and I paused, sinking my teeth into her inner thigh.

"Ohhhhhh God!" she wailed as her back arched sharply. Her hands bunched in my hair as she sank back on the mattress. "Suck my pussy, papi! Its so hot!"

Planting soft kisses around her thighs, I stretched my tongue out and brushed it against her pussy lips, the sweet tang of her sending a jolt from the bottom of my spine to the top of my skull. Drawing closer, I sucked intensely on her meaty labia, tasting the mixture of girl juice and cum dribbling out of her sex.

"Mmmmmmm, that's right, papi, show me how much you like it," Carmen moaned, her ass writhing, pressing hard against the mattress while I searched around her love hole with my lips and tongue.

Spreading her lips with my fingers, I slowly brushed my tongue up and down, flicking against her hole before sliding it up in search of her clit. I began swirling my tongue around the clitoris, brushing against but never lingering on the button.

"Fuck, baby, I'm so fucking hot," she groaned as I teased her clit. "So good."

"It gets better," I whispered before sucking her clit between my lips and sucking hard. Her body seized, her pelvis thrusting upward, pressing into my chin as I pleasured her. She ground her pussy into my mouth and I could feel the sticky juices dripping from inside her on my chin.

"Stick your fingers inside me, papi!" "Stick two fingers inside!"

Never one to refuse a polite request, I rubbed two fingers along her juicy slit and slid them, hard and fast into her love tunnel.

"God, yessss!" she cried out, her hand clawing at my hair pushing my face harder into her wetness.

Sliding my fingers rapidly back and forth inside her snatch, I pressed them against her inner walls, feeling the pulsing inside as her pussy contracted and released. As I rubbed my tongue on her clit, I found her g-spot and pressed against it with my fingertips.

'FUCK!!!" she screamed, almost bouncing in the air. "DO IT AGAIN!!"

I pressed harder.

"OH MY GOD!!!" she screamed, her body shaking violently, thrusting against my head.

"DON'T STOP!! PLEASE DON'T STOP!!!"

Driven by lust, I rubbed her g-spot, making slow circles with my fingertips, as I sucked hard on her throbbing clit. Her arms flew back, grabbing at the sheets, and her voice jumped an octave.

'AIIIIIIII, DIOS!! FUCK!! I'M GONNA CUM!!! I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM!!! OH FUCK!!!!!"

Carmen's body erupted in spasms, shaking and bouncing on the bed, As I slid my fingers out of her snatch, I leaned back to take in her orgasm. Suddenly, a spray from her pussy hit me straight in the face.. Before I could react, her pussy sprayed me again, clear liquid blasting out from her cunt and slapping against my face and chest. As she screamed her head off on the bed, her pussy erupted twice more, coating me in a sexual baptism.

As I sat back, stunned, Carmen sank against the mattress, still trembling from the roller coaster ride she had just enjoyed.. Pushing myself up, I crawled up on the bed, rubbing my frame against he sweat covered body, my hand cupping her breast. I pressed my lips against he neck and ear lobe. I could feel her b heart, beating like a jackhammer, as I stroked her breast.

"Oh my God," she panted as she pressed against me. "Its like I can feel every nerve in my body tingling."

"I feel like one big exposed nerve."

"How can you do that?" she whispered as she turned toward me, running a sweaty palm along my side. "We've spent exactly two nights together. How do you know so many ways to please me?"

Don't ask me," I murmured as I kissed her forehead. "Sometimes, things just click, like the tumblers of a lock when the right combination is turned."

I kissed my way around her face, brushing my lips over her eye, nose, her cheeks and chin before rubbing my lips against hers.

"Our bodies already know each other, querida, even if our brains are catching up."

"Are you a poet, too, papi?" she giggled as I nibbled on her neck. "Are you going to romance me with soft, mushy words, and pick flowers for me?"

"Probably not," I moaned before sinking my teeth in her shoulder. Her body jerked as she squealed. She reached down and dug her fingers in my thigh.

"Good, " she groaned. "Now, lay on your back. It's your turn to ride the roller coaster."

I lay back, sighing, as she swung her hair to one side and began kissing around my neck. Her thigh rubbed against my revived prick, which throbbed with anticipation.

"Be gentle with me, querida," I whispered as she slid down, dragging her tongue from my collar bone to my left nipple. "I can only give my innocence away once."

"Fuck you, " Carmen chortled, wagging her pink tongue at me. "You're just lucky being a pervert isn't a crime, or you would be doing life." "If you were my cell mate, sexy, I'd could do it standing on my head."

"Let's see if we can commit any new crimes tonight, papi."

Carmen, crawled down, grinding her torso against my manhood, until her hand wrapped around the shaft.

"So big, and dark and beautiful," she whispered before dragging her tongue from the base all the way to the tip. Grinning evilly, she grabbed the tip of the foreskin between her teeth and pulled.

"Oh, fuck!" I yelled as an explosive sensation rocketed up my spine. "I don't think that's how you do a circumcision, mami."

"Just wanted to be sure you're paying attention. You're gonna love what happens next."

Pulling back the foreskin, revealing the head of my cock, Carmen swirled her tongue all around, flicking it against the slit. My feet kicked against the bed sheets as I writhed ecstatically. She grinned at me before lowering her head down the shaft, nearly swallowing my cock in one gulp.

"Fucking hell!" I cried, arching my back as Carmen sucked hard on my throbbing penis. Her head started bobbing on the shaft, saliva dripping down the shaft as she greedily gobbled my cock. He hand cupped my balls, juggling them like ping pong balls as her mouth played my skin flute like a virtuoso on stage at Carnegie Hall. Grinding my ass against the bed, I grunted as Carmen hand reached the base of my cock. My head was spinning. Through the haze of lust, I felt the head of my cock brushing against the back of her throat. She squeezed and released my balls as she sucked me. She controlled me, utterly and completely.

Slowly her head slid back up, and off my cock. Grasping the shaft and rubbing it against her cheek.

"Feels good?" she purred.

I nodded wordlessly.

"Feels like you want to cum?"

I shook my head vigorously.

"Not just yet," she whispered. "I have a better place for this monster to cum into."

Climbing off the end of the bed, she tugged on my legs, pulling me down until my legs hung off the edge of the bed. She lifted my cock in her hand and started playing with my balls, rolling each testicle around her tongue while her hand gently stroked the shaft. By this point, I was in another dimension. When I could see, the best I could make out were vague shapes and colors. My heart was slamming into my rib cage, pounding a mile a minute.

"Baby," I groaned. 'You're gonna kill me."

I heard a throaty laugh from somewhere.

"You can't die yet, papi, not before the main event."

Rising, she stood in front of me, her body slick with a sheen of sweat, her nipples engorged like ripe cherries. She moved to the side of the bed. Turning my head, I watched her bend over and open a knapsack, pulling out a tube. She leaned over me, circling her tongue around my ear lobe.

"Astroglide makes everything easier," she whispered.

"Astroglide?" I thought. "Oh my God." 

"Baby," I croaked, " I think I need a little break."

"You might need a break, Manuel," Carmen cooed as she walked toward the foot of the bed, "but it looks like somebody else is ready to get back in the game."

Her fingertips brushed against my skin as she talked, trailing down from my chest, over my stomach, down to my groin. She made lazy circles around the base of my fully erect cock, then slid her palm up the underside of the shaft, wrapping her fingers around my girth and squeezing.

"Oh, fuck!" I grunted as she started jerking my cock. Carmen climbed on to the mattress and straddled me, her juicy ass sliding back toward my face, while she dragged her tongue up and down my prick.

"I don't want you to wear out too fast, baby," she said as she toyed with my manhood. "So for now, why don't you just eat my asshole."

Se pushed her ample rear into my face, grinding her derriere against me as she stroked my cock faster. Reaching up, I dug my fingers in her cheeks and spreading them, exposing her puckered back door.

"Get your tongue in there, papi! Show me how much you want it!"

I plastered my tongue against her crack, slobbering over her rosebud. Drooling saliva down her crack, I painted her pucker with my tongue. As she ground her juicy rear against my mouth, I licked and sucked on her ass like a starving man dropped into an all-you-can-eat buffet.

Carmen moaned contentedly as she swallowed my throbbing fuck stick. Tickling my balls as her head bobbed on my cock, she kept writhing on top of me, pushing her ass backward, harder against my face.

"Get your tongue in there, I said!" I want you to fuck my dirty ass with your tongue!"

She could have told me to jump out the widow at this point. I took two fingers and worked the tips into her tight hole, spreading it open just a crack. Diving in, I pushed my tongue into the minute gape, flicking my tongue against her brown eye, poking into her dark tunnel.

"God, yessss'" she groaned approvingly. 'Let me feel it!'

Spitting on her hole, I worked my tongue against it, poking it inside the passage and slobbering. As I withdrew my tongue, I pushed two fingers against her pucker and heard her groan as my fingers slid in down to the second knuckle.

"Mmmmmm, God, I love it! Stick those fingers in deep baby! Fuck my ass!"

I didn't hesitate to oblige, stuffing my fingers into her anal canal as I shifted her tongue down to her dripping slit. Dragging my tongue back and forth over her love hole, I sucked on her sex, drinking from the dripping fountain. Her ass tightened around my fingers, and Carmen grunted as I scraped the walls of her rectum. 

Finding her clit, I rubbed my tongue against it, making her hump my face even harder. Grasping her love button with my lips, I sucked hard. Sliding my free hand up to her snatch, I quickly thrust three fingers deep inside her fuck hole.

"HOLY FUCK!!!!" she screamed, releasing my throbbing prick from her mouth and bouncing on my chest. "Shit, you've got me totally full!! God, I feel good! Fuck me papi! Give it to me!!"

I reamed her orifices with gusto, working my hands like pistons, sliding in and out of her pussy and asshole in a rapid rhythm. Carmen lost focus on my cock as her body gyrated on top of me. Alternately grunting and shrieking, she pumped her loins on my fingers like a three hundred horsepower engine being pushed toward the red line.




How I Got a Maid Ch. 03



Suddenly, my focus was interrupted when I felt a hard thud on the side of my head. Blinking, I turned my head and saw, a few inches away, the tube of Astroglide Carmen recovered from her knapsack.

"Lube me up, papi! Get my ass slick!"

Slowly, I withdrew my fingers from her holes, and reached over to grab the slim tube. I squirted a generous amount of lube on my fingers and started working the viscous gel around, and into her butthole.

Carmen flexed her glutes as I lubed her ass, making her brown eye wink at me, beckoning me. I responded by plunging my fingers back inside her ass, smearing lube against the walls of her rectum. Groaning, she gyrated her hips and clenched her buttocks, squeezing the friendly invaders in her anus.

"Papi'" she huffed, "Take the tube and squirt some lube in my ass. I want to feel it squirt in my ass!"

Grinning, I pulled my fingers out and picked up the tube. Maybe she had done this before, because the tube was slim enough to poke in her back door. Pushing the tube against her back side, I watched her pucker relax as the tip popped inside. Letting go of the tube, I chuckled as she held the tube up in her ass.

"Squirt it! Squirt some lube in my ass!"

Pressing down on the end of the tube, I heard an appropriately nasty "sploosh" as the fluid squirted into Carmen's anus. 

"Ohhhhh, yessss!" she hissed. "That feels so good! Are you gonna cum in my ass like that, baby?"

"Trust me," I said as I squeezed the tube again, "when I let fly in your asshole, you're gonna know it."

"Big talk, you dirty fucker."

She reached back and plucked the tube out of her asshole, tossing it to the floor. Scrambling, she quickly spun around and pushed me down against the mattress.

"You think you're some kind of tough guy, papi?" she sneered, fingernails dragging into my pecs. "You think you're man enough to take care of my ass?"

My hand flew up, grabbing a mass of blond curls.

"What do you think we're dong here, lady, playing games?" I snarled, yanking her head back. "I will take plenty good care of your ass, good enough that you'll want more!"

"Ha! Prove it, fucker!"

With a sharp crack, her left hand came across my face.

Stunned, I let go of her hair, feeling the sting on my cheek. When I focused on Carmen again, she grinned evilly at me, teeth barely showing between her thick, red lips.

"That how you're gonna play now?" I seethed.

Squealing, Carmen leaped. One foot hit the floor before I grabbed her left arm.

"Hit and run, mami? You think you can play me like that?"

"You don't like it, papi?" she screamed, pulling hard as I held her arm like a vise. "Do something about it! Show me who's boss, you perverted bastard!" 

Yanking hard, I jerked her back to me, grabbing her other arm. Lifting her off the floor, I held her for a moment, her legs kicking in the air as she screeched. Throwing her down on the mattress, I pinned her arms down and sneered at her.

"You want to know who the boss is? Let me show you!"

I picked her up again, and threw her over, holding her head down against the mattress. As she writhed against the bed, I rubbed my rock hard prick up and down the crack of her ass. Whimpering, Carmen pushed her ass hard against my cock, grinding her ass against the shaft.

"Pleassssse," she whined, pumping her ass against me.

Rearing my hand back, I whacked her ass, making her shriek.

"Please what?"

"Fuck my ass."

"What?'

"Fuck my ass!"

"I can't hear you, bitch!"

"STICK THAT GIANT SLAB OF BEEF INSIDE MY TIGHT ASS! RIP MY ASS APART! FUCK ME AND DUMP A GALLON OF CUM IN MY ASS!"

Taking the shaft in my hand, I pulled back the foreskin and pushed the sensitive head up in the crack of Carmen's ass, sliding it slowly, up and down, brushing it against her pucker. Her body jerked each time I pressed the throbbing mushroom head against her rosebud.

"STOP TEASING, PAPI! I'M BEGGING YOU, PLEASE! FUCK MY ASS!"

Grunting, I pushed the fat head against her rear entrance. Carmen squealed as her ass pushed back against my cock. Wrapping my hand around her throat, I pushed harder, pressing against her pucker. I leaned over, pressing harder against her body, forcing her to submit. Slowly, her sphincter began to relax, her hole spreading as the cock head poked inside her hole.

"Ohhhhh," she shuddered. "Its so fucking thick, papi, oh my God!"

"Take it, slut," I growled, my mind swimming as I pressed forward. "You asked for it!"

"Yes, yes, I need it," she cried, hands squeezing the bed sheets. "Oh fuck, its going in!" With that, the head pierced the veil and popped inside her anus. Her body seized, and her anal ring immediately clamped down, sending waves of sharp pain radiating through my body.

"HOLY FUCK!!! ARE YOU TRYING TO RIP MY DICK OFF?!"

"PUSH, GODDAMMIT! PUSH IT IN MY ASS!!"

Digging my fingers into her fleshy rump, I howled as I thrust into her, forcing my cock deeper down her anal canal. As the waves of pain subsided, my cock began throbbing wildly, pounding a beat against her rectal walls. Carmen pushed herself up to her knees and pushed her ass back on my cock.

'OHHHH, FUCK!!" she screamed as she ground her hips 'I FEEL LIKE THERE'S A BASEBALL BAT IN MY ASS!!!' FUCK ME PAPI!! FUCK MEEEEEE!" 

Sliding my hands around, I squeezed her giant tits in my palms and lifted her off the mattress. My hips began swinging, thrusting my cock further into her luscious ass, which contracted and released rapidly around my meat. Pulling her sweat-soaked back against my chest, I leaned in and sank my teeth into her shoulder.

"AAAAAHHH!!!!!" she wailed, her arms flailing as my cock sank all the way down into her ass. "OH FUCK! OH SHIT! OH JESUS! YOU'RE RIPPING MY ASS APART!! YESSSSS!!!"

"GOD, BABY I LOVE FUCKING YOUR ASS!!"

"KEEP FUCKING MY ASS MOTHERFUCKER! DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING STOP!! I LOVE YOUR FUCKING GIANT COCK! KEEP FUCKING ME!"

We fell forward on to the mattress. I pumped my cock as hard and fast as I could go, knowing that if my cock didn't explode soon, my brain just might. Carmen's body, pressed tight against me, felt like an inferno as she ground her ass against my groin.

"OH FUCK, PAPI, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM!! OH GOD, YES!!'

Her ass contracted hard around the shaft as she began bucking and shaking wildly underneath me. Either the blood rushing in my ears made me deaf, or Carmen's screams left the range of human hearing. As her ass smothered my prick, I threw my head back and howled.

"FUCK YESSSS, HERE IT CUMSSSSSS!"

A rocket of cum shot deep into her waiting bowels as I squeezed her arms tightly with my hands. I thrust, over and over, firing another blast into her ass with each push. Finally, after the fifth spasm, I collapsed against her, arms stretched out across the mattress.

I don't know how long we laid like that. At some point, I felt my shriveled penis slip gently out of Carmen's ass, and I slid off her back, to the right, and rolled over onto my back.

"Am I dead?" I groaned, half-joking. "It would probably be better not to be dead, but I would be proud if that's how I went out."

"Shut up, you idiot," came the exasperated reply. Carmen winced when she tried to roll over.

"Jesus, my ass is gonna be sore for a month. I don't know how I'm gonna go to the bathroom, its gonna hurt too much to take a dump."

"Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch," I crowed. Her hand flew off the mattress and caught me sharply right below my rib cage.

"Don't get cocky, fucker," she groaned. " No ass reaming, no matter how good, entitles you that much.'

"So it was good," I chuckled, sliding my hand through her hair, which was matted into a thicket by sweat.

"Not like you need the extra boost of confidence, papi," she moaned as she rolled over and pressed against me, "but you love my body better than any man ever has."

"You're welcome," I whispered, running my fingers through her hair and down the back of her neck. "Thank you, too, for sharing your fabulous body with me."

"Now that we're both so thankful," she giggled, "what do we do?"

"Once my legs work again, I figure we should jump in the shower and clean each other up. Then we can order in some dinner."

"That reminds me, papi," Carmen said, pressing a hand against my chest and pushing herself up to sit. "Your bathroom is disgusting. There's mildew all over the shower tile." She hopped off the bed, and walked toward the bedroom door.

"Tomorrow, after you buy me breakfast, we are going shopping. You are going to buy every item on that list I was making before. When we get back here, I'm gonna clean out your grout." I watched her ass shimmy as she walked across the hall, into the bathroom.

"Somehow," I said to myself as I rolled out of bed, "I don't think that was a euphemism."



How I Got a Maid Ch. 04



The luscious aroma of tomatoes and herbs filled my tiny kitchen, as a small pan filled with sauce simmered on top of the stove. Behind it, water boiled in a stainless steel pot. I poured a half box of spaghetti into the water, stirring the pot and watching the stiff pasta sink gradually into the water, as the Dave Matthews Band played in the background.

I grabbed an open bottle of Rolling Rock from the counter and took a deep drink. One of the side benefits of my arrangement with Carmen Quintana, in addition to a clean apartment, and spectacular sex, was rediscovering my love of cooking.

I grew up following my mother around in the kitchen, watching as she made her special brand of magic. She talked to me all the while as she cooked, explaining how she prepared our food, and how different flavors complemented each other. In my teens, she had me start cooking dinner on my own, letting me experiment with different foods, always coming to my rescue when I lost my way.

By the time I moved into my own apartment, I was an excellent home cook. As time passed, however, I drifted away from the culinary arts. Long nights preparing cases for trial or hanging around in bars after work led to more and more restaurants and take out meals. Often, I was so tired when I came home from work, I reached for a menu rather than shop.

Carmen challenged me to do better. When I mentioned how I'd enjoyed cooking in my younger days, she put her foot down, insisting I provide her with home cooked meals when she came over. She shopped one day each week, bringing home all the goods I would need to make dinner for her three nights a week.

Her challenge added a new dimension to my life. I wasn't only tying to keep up with her in bed anymore. I wanted to impress her, surprise her with my culinary creations. I downloaded recipes and bought a couple of cookbooks. I started cooking almost every night to sharpen my skills.

The rewards proved substantial. Carmen's sexual hunger seemed to grow with the meals I fed her. The flavors and aromas heightened all her senses and she brought all those senses into my bedroom, teasing, frustrating and, ultimately, amazing me with the heights of joy she brought me to.

Tonight, sadly was only about me. It was spring break, and Carmen decided to take a rest from her teaching assistant duties by spending the week with her mother on Long Island. I hoped Carmen's sister, Vanessa, might fill the void, as she had a few times over the months, but Vanessa had hopped down to Daytona Beach with her roommates.

"God help the "Girls Gone Wild" producer who runs into her," I chuckled as I pulled my chicken parmesan out of the oven, laying it on a plate to rest. "She might give them enough material for a DVD of her own."

So here I was, playing bachelor for a week. After dinner, I planned to put my feet up and watch the Yankees throw down with the Red Sox. If I wasn't too worn out after that, I might check out whatever soft core skin flick Cinemax was running that night. Suddenly, a series of sharp raps turned my attention to the front door. 

Flipping the deadbolt lock, I opened the door to behold my downstairs neighbor Hannah, her arms crossed in front of her, and her strawberry blond curls tumbling down past her shoulders. A bit of cleavage peeked out of her scooped neck pink tee shirt, and her hips hugged a pair of long-legged denim jeans.

"Hi, Hannah. What can I do for you?"

"Um, hi, Manuel. Could I, maybe, talk to you?"

"Of course," I said, stepping aside to allow her into the apartment. "Would you like a glass of wine, or something else?"

"No, thank you, I, oh my God, what have you done in here? It looks so . . . so . . ."

"Clean?" I laughed?

"No, I mean, yes, but," she stammered. "I mean, every time I have come up here, this place looked like a, well, a pigsty. No offense."

"None taken," I chuckled as I pulled a chair away from the dining table and straddled it, facing the back of the chair.

Hannah continued gaping as she sat across from me on the couch.

"How long did it take you to get your place looking this good?"

"I'd love to take the credit," I smiled, "but I had a lot of help. My maid, Carmen, did most of the hard work."

"Maid? You have a maid?"

"Yeah, she's come here a couple of times a week since December. She's totally transformed the place."

"Is she the, um, petite, dark-haired woman I've seen a few times on the stairs?"

"Uh, no, actually, that's Vanessa. She's Carmen's sister. Carmen's my maid, but Vanessa, she's . . . filled in for Carmen a few times, you see, well, its a little complicated."

"I don't need to know the details, Manuel. It's just . . ." she began looking around nervously as her voice trailed off.

"Just what, Hannah?"

"I'm not exactly sure how to, um, say this," she said, fingering the long gold chain hanging around her neck. I golden knot swing at the end of the chain, grazing the cleavage the peeked out of the top of her tee shirt.

"The past few months," she continued, " I have noticed these, uh, women coming up to your apartment several times a week. I would seem them, say hello to them.. They seemed very nice."

"They are very nice." I smiled. "What exactly is wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, exactly," she answered, running her fingers through her curls. "It's just, later, those nights when I would see them, I, well, I could hear."

"Hear? What did you hear?" I asked, my face a mask of confusion.

"You know, I mean, you heard . . . could I have some water?"

"Sure," I smiled, rising from my chair. Grabbing a glass tumbler off a shelf near the sink. I opened the freezer and popped a couple of ice cubes out of a tray. I opened the fridge and poured a glass full of filtered water.

"Excuse me a minute," I said pleasantly, as I covered the chicken with foil and put it back in the oven, drained the pasta, and dumped it into the sauce, covering the pan.

I watched Hannah as I walked toward the couch. She looked jittery, her legs bouncing nervously, her head down. I sat down next to her and offered the glass.

"Here you go," I said soothingly.

"Thanks," she whispered, taking the glass and almost draining it in one long gulp.

"Why are so nervous, Hannah? What do you think you heard up here?"

"You know what I heard! I'm not crazy!" she snapped, rising quickly and walking across the room.

"I just want you to tell me what it is you heard," I said calmly.

"I heard . . . I heard, I heard you having sex with these women!" she finally blurted, her back to me.

"And that . . . disturbs you , Hannah? You never struck me as a prude."

"I'm not disturbed. It's just . . . it's just . . ."

"Just what?"

"Its just . . so loud."

I snorted before I could stop myself.

"Stop it! Don't make fun of me!"

"I'm sorry," I said, raising my hands. "I didn't mean to embarrass you, but I'm not sure what the problem is."

"I don't know," she grunted, starting to pace back and forth in front of the book case.

"For more than four months now, two or three nights a week," she continued as she wore out a path in the floor, "I lay in bed and I listen to these women just . . wailing like insane banshees, screaming their heads off. I mean, people can probably hear it downtown!"

"Well, I'm sorry if we are disturbing your sleep pattern," I offered with a straight face.

"Don't patronize me, Manuel!" she retorted. "For hours, I hear these voices, and I hear you, too, screaming, shouting, saying . . . the most explicit things I've ever heard. I mean, I couldn't believe some of the things I heard."

"Things like . . . what?" I asked, now fascinated with the turn in the conversation.

She stared at me for what seemed like an hour, until she turned away again.

"I mean, they were such, such dirty things."

"I can't really judge what you call dirty unless you can tell me what you heard."

"Well, I mean, you know the types of things people say when they are having sex, you know . . . fuck me, I'm so fucking hot, I'm cumming."

As she spoke, her hands, which had been wringing in front of her slide down her body, over her stomach, down towards her pelvis. I watched, silently.

"Three were so . . . many things," she continued, her hands sliding over her thighs. "I just lay in my bed. It was so loud, I couldn't help but hear. Just laying there . . .listening."

"Just listening?" I asked quietly.

"What?" she said, almost jumping.

"Were you really jut laying there? Laying there, listening to all that rampant sexual depravity? Weren't you inspired to take some kind of. . . action?"

"I don't think-"

"Look at yourself. Your hands, sliding up and down on your body, even as you talk about it! You probably couldn't keep your hands off yourself!"

"That . . that doesn't have anything to do with this!"

"It has everything to do with this!" I aid as I rose from the couch, taking a step toward her. "I'm curious, Hannah, since you've raised the topic. In the nearly five years that you've been living underneath me, I can't recall a single night when I've heard you screaming."

"What? What are you saying?"

"You know exactly what I'm saying! I can't think of a single instance where I've heard you doing anything even remotely sexual. Are you a virgin?"

"How dare you? I don't have to be subjected to cross-examination like this? I'm not one of your criminal clients!"

She stalked toward the door, but I bounced forward, cutting her off in front of the refrigerator.

"Not so fast, my dear." You don't walk in here and start a conversation like this and walk out because you're uncomfortable with it."

"Let me out of here!" she yelled, moving to try and get around me.

"Answer the question!" I yelled back, cutting her off. "Are you a virgin or aren't you?"

"No! No! I'm not a virgin!" she screamed, pushing against my chest, trying to force her way around me.

Grabbing her arms, I pushed Hannah back into the living room.

"So you just don't like sex then, is that it? Or do you only like screaming in other peoples' homes?"

"Stop it! Why are you being so cruel?"

"Why did you come up here?" Why do you want to know about what happens in my bedroom?"

Stared at me for a moment, her arms dropping to her sides, her green eyes wide. Her blonde curls shook as she trembled. Finally, she turned and walked back to the dining table.

"I listened . . . as I lay in bed, I couldn't help but listen, you were so loud," she said, gripping the back of one of the dining chairs to steady herself. "I've never heard anything so . . .powerful, so erotic. Those women, their voices, so wild, almost feral."

"Did it excite you?" I asked, taking a step toward her.

"It . . . it scared me, I could never imagine . . . losing control that way."

"Haven't you ever lost control?" I asked, placing my hands on her shoulders.

"Not like that," she whispered, stiffening as I gripped her shoulders. "I've always needed to be in control, to be in charge."

"No one should have to be in control all the time," I said quietly, as I wrapped my right arm across her chest, between her collar bone and breasts.

She tried to turn, but I held her fast, pulling her back against me, pressing my erection into her buttocks. She sucked in her breath hard as my erect cock pushed against her backside, but a moment later, I felt her push back against me, gently grinding against my bulge.

"All you have to do is let go," I whimpered in her ear as I slid my left hand up and down her side.

"I don't know how to let go," she groaned, her hands slipping off the back off the chair, sliding up and down her thighs.

"Just forget about everything," I said softly, before plating soft kisses along her neck and shoulders. "Forget everything that's got you worried. Forget all the voices in your head. Forget all the people you think you have to please every day. Forget everything, except the one thing you want right now."

"One thing?"

"Tell me, Hannah, what's the one thing you want more than anything else right now?"

"Just one thing?"

"What do you want, Hannah?"

She stood silent for a moment, then she grabbed my arm, pulling it way so she could turn, facing me, standing just inches away.

"I want you . . . I need you, to fuck me. I need you to take that huge cock those girls were screaming about and fuck me. Please, Manuel, please fuck me!"

Throwing my arms around her waist, I pulled Hannah into me, crushing my mouth on hers. He leg slid up the back of my leg, her sandal falling off as she rubbed her foot against the back of my thigh.

Her lips parted, her tongue shooting into my mouth and wrestling with my tongue. Stepping in between her legs, I eased Hannah back until her ass brushed over the top of the dining table. I reached down and grabbed her tee shirt, lifting it up from the bottom, Lifting her arms, Hannah let me slide her shirt off, revealing a pink satin bra, pushing up two small, but perfectly round breasts.

"You don't have to be afraid." I whispered as I pressed my lips along her shoulder.

"I'm not afraid," she groaned as I scraped her skin with my teeth.. "Not a lot."

"I won't hurt you," I said, looking into her eyes. "You live right below me, and I think you can beat me up."

She snorted then fell back on the table, laughing riotously, shaking the dark wood table underneath her.

"I'm sorry," she panted as she caught her breath. "I didn't mean to –"

"Sure you did." I chuckled as I leaned over her.  "Laughter is the easiest way of letting go."

I pressed my lips against hers before she could respond. Her arms slipped around my neck. Leaning into her, I ground my bulge against her pelvis. Her legs slid around my waist, pushing against my ass, pulling me into her harder.

"God," she cried out, breaking the kiss, "I can feel it. It feels so big."

"Yu want to see it?" I whispered.

"Yes, yes, please. I want to touch it."

I pushed myself off the table, taking two steps back. Smiling at her, I slowly undid my belt. Slipping it off, I took the belt and slid it over Hannah's head and underneath her back as she lay on the table.. Leaning close to her, I brushed my lips against her chin before kissing her mouth passionately.

"Mmmmmmmm, playing games now?" she asked, her green eyes sparkling.

"Games are another great way of letting goooooooo, oh boy," I gasped as Hannah's hand slid between my legs, firmly grasping my bulge and squeezing.

"I think I'm starting to let go." She giggled in my ear.

"Oh, I think you are just starting to get a grip."

Lifting my hands, I cupped her breasts caressing and squeezing her orbs as her palm rubbed my throbbing rod. Leaning over, I kissed and nibbled the partially exposed breast flesh, making Hannah suck in her breath.

"Ohhhhh," she sighed, sliding her hand up and down my bulge.

As I scraped her tit flesh with teeth, I reached behind her, unhooking her bra and sliding it off and flinging it through the air behind me. He hand tightened around the shaft s my teeth grabbed one of her rock hard nipples and tugged on it.

"Ohhh, God," she cried out, her legs rocking underneath the table. One hand held my cock firmly, stroking it through my slacks, as the other gripped the back of my head, pressing it to her pert round bosom.

"Suck on my tits, Manuel, that feels so good."

Dragging my tongue around her breasts, I flicked both her nipples with my tongue. My hands slid down and unfastened her jeans, yanking them down as she laughed, running her fingers through my black and silver hair.  I let her jeans fall off on the floor and spread her impossibly long legs. Her sheer pink panties had a growing wet spot.

"Someone's been thinking naughty thoughts." I grinned at her, my hand pressing against the wet pink fabric, the heel of my hand pushing against the top of her pussy.

"Fuck," she gasped, pushing her hips off the table, pressing her pelvis against my curious hand.

I suckled her tits as my hand slid up and down against her mound, the wetness of her sex starting to seep through the panties, into my palm. Grabbing the sheer material and tugging it to one side, I slide two fingers in between the juicy folds.

"Mmmmm," she moaned, throwing her head back and pushing her hips up. My fingers slid down her dripping slit, finding the entrance to her love hole. I brushed my fingertips across her hole, feeling her body jerk and shudder as I made contact.

"Oh, God, don't tease me, Manuel. My pussy's so hot. I need you to fill it."

I grinned at Hannah as I massaged her right breast. I leaned in and kissed her hard as I sank two fingers deep into her hot fuck hole., enjoying the sharp gasp that came as I invaded her most secret place. Her hips thrust upward to meeting the invading force in her hot pussy. Her juices flowed freely, coating my fingers as I slid them in and out of her sex.

"Jesus." Hannah muttered as she thrust her hips, pushing my fingers deeper into the fire. "It feels so good. God," she groaned, grabbing my arms to pull herself up. 

"I want you, Manuel. I want you to fuck me until my head explodes."

Grabbing a handful of her strawberry blond locks. I held her head as I savaged her mouth, pushing my tongue inside. Her fingers dug into my biceps as we kissed, her hips still bouncing against the table, meeting the urgent thrusts of my fingers inside her honey pot.

"Oh, God," she yelled as she broke the kiss, "get out of those clothes. I need to see that magnificent tool those sluts were screaming about."

I grinned as I slowly withdrew my fingers from her dripping pussy. Lifting my digits to my lips, I slid them in my m mouth and sucked the sticky girl juices off with a long, loud slurp.

"You want me to strip so much? Why don't you do it for me?"

Without a word, but with a broad smile, Hannah hopped off the table and knelt on the floor. As she unfastened my jeans, I ran my fingers through her curls, and marveled at the change I was witnessing. My quiet, reserved downstairs neighbor had lost whatever inhibitions had been holding her back, and this was going to be a far less tame night than I was anticipating

Hannah lowered the zipper, and slid her hand inside my jeans.

"Oh my God, its huge," she whispered as her hand slid up and down the length of my erection. "I've never felt a penis like this before."

"Take it out," I groaned, feeling my knees weaken a bit as she caressed my cock 

Looking up at me, then back down, Hannah tentatively reached in the flap of my boxer briefs. Her hand felt warm as her fingers curled around the shaft, and I murmured contentedly as my cock pulsed in her grip. Slowly, Hannah withdrew my prick from its sheath.

"Oh, my," she whispered, tugging on the shaft, pulling the foreskin back to reveal the bulbous, pink head. "I can't believe how thick it is."

"Kiss it," I growled. "Put your mouth on it."

Her hand gently tugged on my cock as she leaned in closer. She looked all round the head, as if it she was a judge at the state fair, and I was a prized head of cattle. Finally, she pressed her glossy lips against the shaft, near the base. Kissing her way from the bottom of the shaft, Hannah continued kissing until she reached the head., which she caressed with her tongue. Holding her tongue out flat, she rubbed the head against it, moaning as she worshipped my flesh rod.

"God, baby," I grunted as I watched her getting familiar with my shaft, "you don't have to be afraid of him, he doesn't bite."

"But he does shoot, doesn't he?" she giggled before sucking the head between her pursed lips and collecting my balls in the palms of her hands.

"A joke," I thought to myself as waves of intensely sweet pain washed over me. I was definitely seeing a side of Hannah I hadn't seen before.

Her eyes were closed now, she seemed to be concentrating intensely on pleasuring my prick with her mouth. As she juggled my testicles in her palms, she deliberately swallowed my prick, inch by inch.




How I Got a Maid Ch. 04



"Fuck," I groaned, sliding my hands to the back of her head, gently pushing Hannah's head down on my pulsing prick. She pushed back for a moment, then swallowed another inch of my shaft, gurgling as she rubbed her tongue along the underside of the shaft. 

"Yeah, that's it, suck harder."

Pools of saliva dribbled from Hannah's mouth as her head bobbed faster on my throbbing cock. Sliding her hands behind me, she dug her fingers into my ass, squeezing tight and pushing the shaft deeper into her hungry mouth.

Taking slow, deep breaths, I concentrated, holding back the flood threatening to breach my dam. For a woman I accused of being a virgin not fifteen minutes before, Hannah had swallowed most of my thick eight inches with nary a complaint or a gag. She returned one hand to my balls, tickling them with her fingertips as her mouth slid back and forth along the shaft.

Dragging her mouth slowly back, she slid my cock out, with an audible "pop" as the head escaped her lips. She held the throbbing shaft flat against my belly, gently squeezing the head as she painted the underside of the shaft with her tongue. I groaned as she sucked one of my balls between her lips, rolling it in her mouth, balancing it on her tongue.

"My God, you're no virgin."

"Told you so," she giggled as she jacked my prick with her left hand.

"Keep that up, I'm going to blow up in your pretty face."

"Not yet, sweetheart," she said breathily. "I want to feel this thing inside me before that. You have any condoms?'

I nodded, grimacing as my cock pulsed in her hand.

"Good boy. Now come on," she said, hanging on to my cock as she stood, and leading me down the hallway to my bedroom. She giggled as I wrapped my fingers in her strawberry blond hair, caressing her as she led me down the hallway.

"Oooo, is that silk?" she cooed as she stepped into my bedroom.

"Yeah," I grinned. " I splurged a little. Thought I would surprise Carmen when she comes back."

"You mean you've never fucked on theses sheets?"

"Nope, they're waiting to be broken in."

"God, that is hot, I have to fuck you now."

"Love, you'd be fucking me now if that mattress was flat and the sheets were ten years old and halfway ripped off," I cracked as I reached out and slid my arms around her waist, pulling her into a passionate kiss.

"I know," she gasped as our lips parted. "But silk is going to feel so much better on my skin. Now lay on the bed and let me ride you."

"You're a tall drink of water, sweetheart," I murmured as I caressed Hannah's ass. "You sure you can do it on top of me?"

"Baby, " she laughed, grabbing my arm and yanking me toward the bed, "you're not the first bronco I busted."

Our laughter grew as she pushed me toward the bed, her fingertips pressing against the matted black and white hair on my chest. I whooped as I fell backward on the mattress, grabbing her wrist and pulling her down on top of me. I pressed my lips against hers as our pelvises ground together, the heat and wetness from her pussy rubbing against my cock.

"Get up," she grunted. "Get up on the bed. I want you inside me."

As she climbed off the bed, I pushed myself back, ass rubbing against the impossibly soft silk until I could reach back and grab the dark wooden slats of the headboard.

"I've been dreaming about your cock, Manuel," Hannah said as she climbed on the mattress. "Hot, sticky dreams. My sheets would be soaked with sweat and pussy juice when I woke up. I made myself cum so many times listening to you fuck those girls. I need you, Manuel. I need you to fuck me just like you fucked them."

Reaching over to the night stand, I opened the top drawer and pulled out a condom, which I removed from the foil and held out for Hannah.

"Care to do the honors?" I grinned.

Smiling broadly, she held my cock between her fingers and slowly rolled the rubber down the pulsing shaft.

"Climb on board, baby. Fasten your seat belt."

Straddling my thighs, Hannah climbed up on the balls of her feet, positioning herself over my cock. I grabbed the base of the shaft, pointing it up as she slowly sank down. As her pussy lips reached the head, I rubbed it slowly up and down her slit, drawing soft moans. The moans turned to squeals as I pierced the veil, the head disappearing into Hannah's love hole. She leaned forward as her pussy engulfed my prick, groaning loud as each inch sank deeper inside her.

"Ohhhh, fuck, I can't believe it," she moaned as she leaned forward onto her knees, and started rocking forward and back.

"That's it, baby," I grunted. "Squeeze my prick in there."

"Jesus," she muttered, grabbing my biceps and gripping them tightly as she squeezed and released her pussy around my throbbing shaft. My hips started thrusting, forcing myself deeper into paradise.

"Oh my God," she screamed. "You're stretching my pussy! Oh God, its so big! Even when she said how big it was, I didn't believe it!"

"She?" I thought before a shock wave of pleasure raced up my spine and erased any rational thoughts from my brain. Her hips rolled back and forth on top of me, keeping my cock constantly moving in her dripping cunt. Her B-cup tits hung in front of me, shaking harder with each thrust. Reaching up, I cupped one of her breasts with each hand. 

Throwing herself forward, Hannah leaned into me, burying her face in my shoulder as she began pumping her hips rapidly, her athletic ass banging against my pelvis.

"Ohhhhh, God!" she screamed into my shoulder. "Fuck me hard, Manuel, fuck me with your huge cock! It feels so fucking good!"

Taking her face in my hands, I pulled it to mine, plastering my lips against hers. She forced her tongue into my mouth, urgently sucking on my tongue as her cunt began to spasm around my prick, contacting and releasing as she coated the shaft with a shower of sex juice.

"God yes, I'm cumming! Keep fucking me, stick that big dick deep inside me! God you're so good, I love it!"

She screamed as the orgasm overtook her, leaning backward and wailing, bouncing wildly as I kept thrusting my rod inside her cunt.

Finally, she leaned forward again, placing her palms on my chest and looking straight in my eyes.

"Cum for me Manuel. I want to feel this monster explode inside me."

Slowly, she contacted her pussy around my shaft, and the intense pressure worked its way from the tip of my little head all the way to the top of the big one.

"Fuck, baby, I can't hold it."

"Let go, Manuel, let it go for me."

With an anguished roar, the dam burst and I started filling the condom with blast after blast of cum. As I came, Hannah leaned into me, kissing my face, murmuring incoherently. I wrapped her up in my arms and held her, sweat dripping off her face, falling on my arms and shoulders.

"Mmmmm, yesss," she whispered as her body rested on top of mine. "That was even better than I imagined."

"Glad you enjoyed it," I whispered, kissing up and down her swan-like neck. "It was quite a ride for me, too."

"I was so nervous," she said, stroking my face with her fingers. "I wanted this, I've wanted it for so long."

"What? Why didn't you say anything?"

"Well, I kept seeing these women going up to your apartment, I thought its not like you need me chasing after you. And you were so loud, I couldn't believe how loud you were, how dirty it sounded."

"Again, so sorry," I chuckled.

"Please," she laughed. "It was like listening to a porno movie three nights a week, without the pay per view charges. I almost rubbed my pussy raw."

"Good thing you didn't," I grinned.

Brushing my lips against hers, I bunched my hands up in her hair. She purred into the kiss, sliding her tongue inside my mouth and grinding her pelvis against mine. Her hands slid up and down my arms, her fingernails gently scraping the skin.

"Tell me something," I sighed as she kissed down to my chest and played with my nipples.

"What's that?"

"Why tonight?"

"What?" she smiled, kissing around my stomach.

"Why tonight? I mean, I get your coming up, I'm very glad you did, but why pick tonight? I didn't see you earlier, so you couldn't have known for sure I'd even be at home, or if I was alone. Why did you come here tonight?"

Hannah smiled and dragged her tongue around my stomach, pausing to tickle my belly button before sliding off the end of the bed and unrolling the condom, pinching it to hold the cum in the tip.

"What time is it, Manuel?" she asked, looking at me with a sweet smile.

"Time? It's  . . . nine o'clock," I said, looking at the alarm clock on the night stand.

As if on cue, the cordless phone on the night stand began ringing.

Hannah hopped around the side of the bed and grabbed the phone, smiling as she looked at the caller i.d. 

"Hello? Yes, its me," she said excitedly as she sat on the side of the bed.

"Me?" I thought. "Who's calling Hannah at my apartment?"

"Right here in the bedroom. Yes he just came, so much cum in the condom, its like I just milked a prize cow."

I stared incredulously as Hannah sat on the edge of the bed.

"You were totally right. He's such a tit man. I didn't think mine would be big enough to interest him, but he loved playing with them."

"Excuse me," I tried to interrupt.

"Oh God, yes his cock is like heaven. I couldn't believe I got the whole thing inside me. "I've never been stretched like that before."

"OK, what the fuck is going on here?" I growled as I started to climb out of bed.

"Oh, he's mad now," Hannah giggled, pushing me to keep me down on the bed as she rose. "You better explain it to him. I'll see if I can calm him down."

Hannah tossed the phone, which struck me in the chest and hit the mattress. She scrambled down to the end of the mattress, slipping back between my legs and sliding my flaccid cock back in her mouth.

"Who the hell is this?" I barked as I picked up the phone.

"Surprise, surprise, papi," Carmen purred.

"Carmen? What the fuck- oh God," I groaned as Hannah tickled my balls.

"What's that, baby?" Carmen giggled. "I can't hear you over the moaning." "Carmen, what the hell is going on?"

"Well, I bet right now, she's giving you're a pretty good blowjob, isn't she, papi?"

"Fuck, yes," I moaned, looking down at Hannah stroking my prick rapidly while she sucked on the head.

"I taught sweetie well," Carmen said proudly.

"Taught? Sweetie?"

Carmen's laughter was long and husky.

"Put on the speaker phone, papi."

I punched the speaker button and held the phone up.

" I met sweetie on the stairs a couple of months ago. She was curious about what exactly was going on up here, weren't you, sweetie?"

Hannah's blonde curls shimmied as she nodded, unable to speak with a mouth full of cock.

"So I told her all the jobs I do for you . . . all the jobs, papi."

I grinned as I watch Hannah drag her tongue along the underside of the shaft.

"We started talking, and it turns out sweetie has been wanting to jump your sexy bones for more than a year. Imagine that."

I looked down at Hannah, whose cheeks were flaming red, as she slid my prick out of her mouth.

"You don't have to make me sound like a lovesick teenager, Carmen."

"It's ok, baby," Carmen cooed. "Sweetie was just too shy to approach you, papi. So I offered to tutor her."

"Tutor?"

"You know, get her confidence up where it needed to be to go after you. I introduced her to some of the guys in my classes who are always rubbing up on me."

"What?" "You had Hannah fucking your students?"

"Just the small-dick ones, papi. Only five inches or less. Sweetie needed to try some breakfast link sausage before she tackled that kielbasa of yours."

Hannah swallowed my prick again, studiously avoiding my gaze.

"Carmen," I groaned as Hannah sucked me hard, "I can't believe that."

"No harm, papi, I only let her go with the ones I knew were safe, only good guys."

"And . . . mmmmmm that's good, Hannah . . . how did you know the size of their dicks?"

"I made them all take it out and stroke it till it was hard, of course."

"Why do I fucking ask?" I moaned, as the flood of revelations, and the seductive pull of Hannah's mouth, made my head swim.

"Do you like the trim job on sweetie's pussy, papi?  She had the cutest blonde bush, but I know how you like your pussy neater, so I trimmed it for her."

"She let . . . oh, fuck, she let you shave her pussy?"

"Trim, papi, not shave, try and keep up. Don't you love how sweet her pussy tastes?"

I nodded, recalling the sweet tang of Hannah's sex for a few seconds, until the tumblers in my foggy brain clicked into place.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I croaked. "You and Hannah, oh my fucking God!" I cried out as Hannah swiftly removed me from her mouth, scrambled on top of me, and sat down on my cock, sinking my meat down to the root in her pussy.

"What's that, papi? Did you say something?"

"Jesus," I groaned, watching Hannah slide down on my fuck stick, her juicy cunt swallowing me, squeezing my prick hard. 

Hannah leaned back, pressing her arms against the mattress, bucking her hips rapidly. I watched my cock sliding rapidly in and out of her honey hole.

"Mmmm, sweetie, are fucking our boy now?" Carmen asked in an airy voice.

"Uh-huh," Hannah cried, her ass bumping against me and grinding my throbbing cock.

A strangled cry came from over the phone, along with a whiny buzz.

"Carmen?" I grunted. What's that noise?"

"Mmmmm, rubbing my new vibrator over my nipples, god, they are sooo stiff."

"Vibrator?" I sighed as I pumped my hips, filling Hannah's pussy as she pushed herself straight up on top of me. "Carmen? Aren't you at your mother's house?"

"Oh yeah, mmmmmmmmm, so hot," Carmen moaned. "She's gone . . . God . . . out with her cougar pals, looking for some . . . . God, my pussy's wet . . . looking for some college boys to bone. I swear, that woman's sex drive is worse than my sister's!"

"That's saying something," I grunted.

"Pinch my nipples, Manuel! Squeeze them hard!"

Hannah grabbed my hands, dragging them up to her tits, pressing them against the perky flesh bags. I cupped them from underneath, brushing my thumbs against her stiff nipples.

"Oh yesssss, that's so good, Manuel, squeeze my tittiees, fuck yeah!" she squealed, bouncing up and down on my prick.

"Fuck him good, sweetie!" Carmen yelled. "Fuck I wish I could see you sexy mohterfuckers!"

"God, Carmen," Hannah cried in a strangled falsetto, " his dick is so deep inside me! He's stretching my pussy out, just like you said!"

"Fuck him, sweetie! God, I have to stick this thing inside me!  Yesssss, I'm sliding it in my pussy, its vibrating my cunt, fuck yeah!"

"Oh, God, fuck me Manuel!" Hannah screamed as she rocked her hips back and forth on top of me. "I'm so fucking hot, Jesus, I feel like I'm going to burst into flames!"

Reaching up, I grabbed Hannah's arms and pulled her down to me, pressing my mouth against hers as she collapsed on top of me. My hips were flying now, thrusting up and down, bouncing off the mattress, slamming my cock into her soaking wet cunt.

"Aaaaaah!" came the anguished cry over the phone. "My pussy is fucking gushing!  Its fucking fantastic!"

Hannah's pressed her arms against my chest, grinning wildly at me as she ground her hips against me, squeezing and releasing my aching prick.

"Sweetie, get on your knees," Carmen yelled. "I want you to fuck him doggie, wait til you feel how deep he gets!"

I looked up at Hannah, who smiled lasciviously, then kissed me. She pushed herself off me, sliding my cock out of her wetness, and rolled over on the bed, face pressed against the mattress and her ass high in the air.

"Looks . . .good . . . doesn't it, papi?" Carmen huffed, sounding more and more ragged. "Stick your fucking cock in there! Take her!"

Needing no more encouragement. I rolled off the bed and climbed up behind Hannah. Leaning forward, I stuck my face between her legs stretching my tongue out and painting her dripping cunt with saliva.

"Jesus!" Hannah screamed, reaching across the mattress and pulling the phone close to her head. "Carmen, he's fucking me with his tongue, ohhhhh God!"

"Mmmmmm, I love that fucking tongue . . . ohhhh shit, between this vibe and listening to you fuckers my cunt's about to combust. Lick that coochie, papi, suck up her sweet juice!"

I could barely hear anything at this point, with the blood roaring in my ears. I spread Hannah's pussy lips with my fingers and pushed my tongue inside her juicy snatch. Squealing, Hannah pushed her ass back, humping my hungry mouth.

"Eat me, you bastard! Stick that nasty tongue deep in my wet hole!"

I dug my fingers into Hannah's ass as she ground her butt in my face, my tongue swirling around the sopping wet folds, poking in and out of her love hole. My nostrils were filled with the powerfully sweet aroma of her sex as I slid my hand underneath her and tickled her clit.

"AAAAAAAAH!" Hannah screamed, thrashing on the bed as I licked her buttery folds and massaged her clit. "OHHHHHHHH FUCK, I'M CUMMING AGAIN!"

"YESSSSSSSS," Carmen cried out. "FUCK HER GOOD, PAPI! STICK YOUR FUCKING COCK IN HER PUSSY!"

Sliding up, I gripped my shaft, rubbing the head against her drippings slit before I thrust it deep inside her quivering snatch.

"JESUS YESSSSSSS! FUCK MEEEEEEEE!" Hannah wailed, pushing her ass backward, forcing my prick deeper.

Grabbing her arms, I pulled Hannah up, holding her up as I pounded her cunt from behind, my cock throbbing like a jackhammer, pressing against her inner walls.

"FUCKKKKKK YEAHHHH!" Carmen screamed, her banshee wails piercing the air over the phone. "OHHHHHH SHIT!  I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING SO HARD! JESUS!"

"FUCK ME MANUEL!" Hannah screamed, bucking her hips, thrusting back into me. "CUM IN MY PUSSY! FILL MY CUNT! PLEEEEEASEEE!"

"OHHHHHHHH GOD!" I cried out, throwing my head back, yanking Hannah up as my cock erupted, spewing hot semen into her greedy cunt. Hannah's pussy clamped down hard on my exploding cock, squeezing it like a vise, milking the shaft for every drop of cum it could shoot. The air was thick with sweat, the heady smell of sex, and the uncontrollable screams of three people.

"Oh, oh, oh," Hannah whimpered as I slowly lowered her to the mattress and collapsed beside her, my cock sliding out of her. I slid my arm across her shoulders and cradled her against my chest. "My God," she whispered.

"No, I'm just a man, love, but thanks for the compliment."

Hannah shook as she laughed, her sweat-soaked back rubbing against my chest as she took my hand and kissed the palm, rubbing it against her cheek. 

"Hey!" a breathy voice yelped over the phone. "Don't just fall asleep on me there, you two!"

"Oh, never Carmen," I laughed, laying rolling onto my back, as Hannah turned and curled into me, draping one of her legs across mine. "But don't expect a repeat performance anytime soon. I can't feel my feet."

"Don't worry, papi," Carmen sighed. "I may have already worn out the batteries on this thing. I was just thinking about next week."

"Next week?" Hannah murmured, her lips brushing against my chest.

"Yes, sweetie, when I come back to the city next week. Papi, I want you to make dinner, for three."

"Three?" I asked, lifting my head off the mattress.

"Of course," she said. "We have a lot to celebrate. I'll pick up some nice thick steaks. You can make baked potatoes and creamed spinach, papi. I'll even pick up champagne."

"Mmmmm," Hannah purred. "That sounds wonderful, Carmen."

"That's just dinner, sweetie, we'll have dessert in bed. I bought a new strap-on dildo today. I can't wait to break it in. Sweet dreams, sexy fuckers."

I smiled as the phone clicked off, and kissed the top of Hannah's head.

"Not too aggressive, is she?" I chuckled.

"Oh no, Manuel," Hannah purred. "I asked her if she had a strap-on. I want her to fuck my ass while you fuck my pussy. It sounds so exciting when she describes it, I just have to try it."




How I Got a Maid Ch. 04



With that, she snuggled her head against my chest, yawning, and drifting away.

"Sweet mother of mercy," I whispered as I sank into the darkness.



How I Got a Maid Ch. 05



(Thanks to all those who emailed with support. I have been busy with life, and also with a novella I hope to post here soon. I hope you enjoy!)

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I kicked at a pile of leaves on the sidewalk as I rounded the corner, walking away from the courthouse, heading back toward the office. I was disgusted, partly with myself for losing my temper, partly with the judge for being such a myopic idiot, but mostly with the screwed-up justice system that left me feeling more and more hopeless.

"Wait up, dude!" a voice cried from behind me.

George Reilly nearly knocked me over as he caught up, his naturally ruddy cheeks a bright pink as he huffed, leaning over, hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.

"I've been trying to catch up with you since you stalked out of the courtroom. That was some kind of a show you put on, Manny. You should have sold tickets."

"I'm glad you were entertained," I snapped, turning away and continuing to walk. "Next time, I'll sell it on pay-per-view."

"Seriously, dude," George said, half-jogging to keep up with me, his rotund belly jiggling, "what kind of sick vibe do you have going with Judge Fields? I thought for sure she was going to hold you in contempt."

"Contempt?" I spat. "Please! She'd have to take a train to catch up, I already hold her in such contempt."

"Sure, dude, but you can't throw her in jail."

I shook my head as we walked, momentarily reveling in the image of slamming a cell door on Judge Marilyn Fields, laughing as steam rose from her starched collar and seeing her horn-rimmed glasses fall off as she screamed at me.

"Really, dude," George pleaded, "What is it? Did you fuck her and forget to call the next day?"

I stopped for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Because I love you, George," I said in a measured tone, "I am going to pretend you never asked that question."

"It's just the way you were going after each other," George continued, ignoring me as he chased me along the sidewalk. "You have the whole Don Juan thing going for you, and with those glasses, she's got that naughty librarian/dominatrix thing going on. I just wondered if maybe, late one night, you ran into each other in a bar some place and got drunk and did the naked lambada."

"First," I sneered, "it is impossible to get that drunk without suffering alcohol poisoning. Second," I continued as we approached the office," did you see what she was trying to do to my client? Two days late paying a fine for marijuana possession and she wanted to put him in jail for thirty days!"

"I've represented that guy before," George responded. "What was this, like, his tenth conviction for weed?"

"Not the point," I hissed, pulling the door opened and stalking inside. "He brought the money to pay the fine, and that bitch was still going to-"

"Excuse me, are you Manuel Torres?"

George and I turned at the sound of a husky, but feminine voice, something like Kathleen Turner with a vaguely European accent. A woman rose, smoothing a royal blue skirt that stopped just above her knee. Her platinum blond hair fell perfectly straight, framing a long, oval face with flawless skin. Along gold chain rested against her chest, sinking down into a deep valley of cleavage, proudly displayed in a V-necked sweater, two shades darker than her skirt. As she stepped forward, I realized she was nearly an inch taller than me.

"Yes, I'm Manuel Torres," I said, stepping forward.

"My name is Ulla Quintana. I believe you are the attorney for my daughters, Carmen and Vanessa."

My blood froze as the blond goddess approached us. Over the ten months that Carmen and Vanessa had been cleaning my apartment, and fucking my brains out, each of them had mentioned their mother, lovingly, several times, but nothing they said prepared me for the devastating vision that was stretching her hand out to greet me.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Quintana," I said slowly, as I shook her hand. "Did we have an appointment to meet today?"

"No, no," she said, "this is my fault. Perhaps I should have called first."

"No, it's all right," I said quickly, moving a step closer to her. "I would be glad to talk with you about your daughters' . . . oww!" I yelped as George's heel ground into my instep.

"Sorry, dude," George grinned as he stepped past me, "your feet are so big I'm always having to watch my step. How do you do Mrs. Quintana. I'm Mr. Torres' colleague, George Reilly. Really, I'm more like a mentor to Manny, you see, I've taught him everything he knows. If you have any questions he can't answer, just have him call me. I would be more than happy to be of service."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Reilly," Ulla said with a coquettish grin, "but I just needed to ask Mr. Torres some questions about my daughters' . . . legal entanglements, and what he planned to do about them."

"Well, um, Mrs. Quintana," I stammered, shaking my sore foot, "if you would like to come upstairs to my office, I'm sure I can answer any questions you have about your daughters.

As the receptionist pressed the button releasing the electronic lock on the door, I hoped I had sounded remotely convincing. I held the door open, smiling graciously as Ulla Quintana swept past me.

"I should like very much to see your office, Mr. Torres," she said haughtily as she entered. 

George grabbed my arm before I could follow Ulla inside.

"Dude, if you need to take care of your foot," he whispered, "I could totally take care of her while you walk it off."

"Take a cold shower, you pervert," I hissed, shaking his arm off as we followed Ulla inside. Pointing the way toward the elevator, I fell into step beside Ulla.

"I must admit," I said, pleasantly, as I pressed the elevator call button "your daughters have mentioned you several times since I have known them, but I didn't think I would ever have the pleasure of meeting you."

"My daughters have been so . . . complimentary of your . . .services," she said with a small grin," I felt compelled to meet you, and judge for myself."

The elevator door opened, and I couldn't stop myself from checking out Ulla's ass as she walked into the elevator. High and firm, it was entirely as impressive as her front.

"Dude," George whispered furtively," that ass is so fucking ripe."

A sharp, well-aimed elbow in the ribs left George doubled over, gasping for breath as I stepped inside the elevator and pressed the "door close" button. I smiled sympathetically at him as the door slid shut.

"Your friend is very charming, Mr. Torres," Ulla said, her tall, slender frame appearing even more imposing in the small elevator.

"Yes," I smiled, "especially if you enjoy completely unrepentant chauvinists."

Ulla held her hand up to her mouth as she laughed, then slowly dragged her fingers down her chest, toward her cleavage, and fingered the golden pendant that rested perfectly between her breasts.

"I believe there is a place in the world for a certain machismo," she said, stepping forward until she stood uncomfortably close to me.

Her blonde hair smelled like lavender.

"My daughters have both spoken very highly of your particular . . . brand of machismo, Mr. Torres," she whispered as her fingers brushed against my cheek.

"Your daughters are both very . . . special young women," I croaked, pressing my back against the wall of the elevator, fully aware of the bulge Ulla had created in my slacks.

"You seem nervous, Mr. Torres," she said with a little laugh in her voice.

"I wasn't prepared for your visit, Mrs. Qunitana, and I wasn't prepared for you to be quite so . . ."

"Close?"

"Attractive," I breathed as the elevator stopped.

The door slid open, and I sighed with relief to find no one waiting. Placing my hand on Ulla's elbow, I directed down the hallway toward my office. Her height and striking looks drew several passing glances from people heading home for the evening. I held my briefcase directly in front of my crotch. As we reached my office, I opened the door for Ulla, and locked the door behind us. I pulled the chair away from the empty desk across the room from my desk, and Ulla sat down.

"May I ask you a question?" I smiled at Ulla as I leaned on the edge of my desk, legs outstretched, trying to appear comfortable.

"Let me guess," she giggled. "How is it I came to be Carmen and Vanessa's mother?"

"Well," I murmured, feeling the heat rushing to my cheeks, "I have to admit I was surprised when you introduced yourself. Your daughters are so . . ."

"Short?" she chuckled. "Hot blooded?" 

She tossed her head back, laughing enthusiastically, yet somehow delicately.

"It is all the responsibility of their father. William's family escaped Cuba only a year before that horrible man Castro took the country over. He was educated in this country, and he became a successful businessman."

"How did you meet?"

"He was on holiday in my country, in my town. My family was in the park in the square, having a picnic. I saw him, he was standing by a fountain in the park. He was so handsome, so strong, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I made an excuse to my parents so I could go over to the fountain, and I stood five feet away from William until he noticed me."

She had a faraway look in her eyes as she reminisced, and her breasts rose and fell softly. I sat silent, rapt with attention.

"Thankfully, I learned to speak English in my school, so we were able to communicate easily. He told me he wanted to learn Swedish, so I offered to be his tutor."

"Now that's a legendary pick-up line," I smirked.

"Don't be so cynical," Ulla chastised, smiling. "I took him to meet my parents, and I insisted that they invite him home for dinner. I sat next to him, and stroked his leg under the table."

"Oh, my," I said with mock horror. "Just how old were you, anyway?"

"Sixteen," she replied, "and he was twenty-eight. I knew immediately that I was in love and, despite all my parents' discouragements, William promised to return and marry me when I was old enough. Two years later, he kept his promise."

"Just like that?" I asked, incredulously. "It sounds awfully romantic, but a little implausible."

"Well," Ulla giggled, "the fact that I snuck out of my house every day when he was first there, and went to his hotel to fuck his brains out might have been persuasive."

I covered my face with my hands as I leaned back, chortling until I nearly couldn't breathe.

"So," I asked as I regained my composure, "how many years have you been married?"

"We had twenty-six wonderful years together," she said, wistfully, "before his heart failed him three years ago."

"My God, I'm sorry," I gasped. "They never told me. I never would have brought it up if I had known."

"It's all right, Manuel," Ulla said, waving her hand in the air. "I think of him every day, and every time I do, it makes me feel warm inside, so thank you for that. Now, I believe you owe me the answer to a question."

I stiffened slightly, trying to figure out what to say when she asked how long I planned to continue boning both her daughters.

"Your office is so empty," she said, turning in her chair, pointing at the blank beige walls.

"Pardon me?" I coughed, stunned. "My office mate resigned several weeks ago. I don't think they plan on moving anyone else in here to replace him."

"I mean," she said, crossing her legs, "the walls are so bare, Manuel. My daughters remarked upon several lovely pieces of artwork in your home. Why is there nothing here?"

"I don't know, "I said, self-consciously staring at the blank beige walls, "I guess it's because I think of my apartment as my home. I don't feel the need to decorate here as much."

"But you do everything here that you do at home, don't you?" Ulla said, rising from the chair. "You read at your desk," she continued, walking toward me, "you eat at your desk, you even sleep at your desk, occasionally, don't you?"

"Yes," I croaked weakly as she stepped in between my outstretched legs.

"There is nothing you can do at home that you cannot do at this desk," she whispered, her icy blue eyes suddenly afire.

My hand shot out, wrapping around her swan-like neck, pulling her head toward mine. Our lips met and we tore into each other. I slid my hands up and down her body, as my tongue slid into her mouth and flicked against her tongue. Her fingers snaked through my black and silver hair. She laughed as she yanked my head back and attacked my mouth, devouring it, plunging her tongue in my mouth as she pushed me backward, onto a pile of papers on my desk.

My cock throbbed in my pants as she ground her pelvis against mine. I was enveloped in a cocoon, her hungry kisses and the heat of her body the only things in the world that mattered at that moment.

I grabbed at her sweater, yanking it up until it slid over her breasts. Ulla pushed away from me, lifting her arms, allowing me to pull the sweater over her head, and standing, allowing me to drink in the sight of her breasts, encased in a satiny, midnight blue brassiere. They were, in a word, massive, at least 44DDs, and made me wonder, for a moment, how she managed to walk upright Transfixed, I leaned forward, brushing my lips over the exposed tit flesh, savoring the moment, resisting will all my might the urge to try and swallow them whole.

"Mmmmmmm," she purred as my hands encircled her globes. "Carmen said you are a great worshipper of breasts. I saw you noticing mine earlier."

"How could I not?" I panted. "They are magnificent."

"You think so?" she giggled, wrapping her hands around my head, pushing my face into the deep cleavage. Grabbing my hands, she pulled them up behind her back. I unclasped the bra, and it fell to the floor between us, as Ulla raised her arms, displaying her pendulous bosom to me. I gasped as I beheld her spectacular bounty, still hanging firmly, showing no sign of sagging. Like Carmen, her aureole were huge circles, a few shades lighter than her daughter's. Her nipples were almost the size of ripe cherries.

"I think that you approve, no?"

"God, yes," I groaned, leaning forward and sucking one of her nipples into my mouth.

"Yes!" she cried. "Suck on my tits! Worship them, just like my William!"

Swirling my tongue around her protruding nipples, I latched on to one of the buds with my teeth, squeezing and tugging on it, as Ulla purred and bunched her fingers in my hair. Sliding my hands down her back, I filled my palms with her firm ass, roughly squeezing her cheeks.

"Oh, yes, Manuel," she whispered. "Take me. Worship my body, show me your power."

Reaching up, I grabbed her arms and pushed her back a step. Standing and latching onto her mouth, I kissed her voraciously as I pushed her slowly backward, toward the wall. Her nails dug into my sleeves as my tongue probed her mouth. As she hit the wall, her leg slithered around mine, rubbing up and down my calf, pushing against me, urging me forward.

My hands slid all over her writhing body as I dragged my teeth over her neck and shoulders, kissing and biting, sucking on hr flesh. Slowly, I slid down her body, tongue pressed against her skin, as she pushed her pelvis off the wall, grinding into to me. Ulla moaned loudly as I sucked in a mouthful of her huge breast, swirling my tongue around the nipple. Her fingers bunched in my hair, pushing my head down, trying to smother me with her bosom.

"Yes, yes, yes," she gasped, sliding up and down the wall while I ravished her tits. "Take my body, use it, make it your plaything!"

Continuing my lustful descent, grabbing at her flesh with my teeth every few inches, I felt her writhing, groaning under my touch. Sinking to my knees, I forced my hands between her thighs, pushing he legs apart. Rivulets of sex juice dribbled out from beneath her blue satin panties, and I greedily licked them up before burying my face in the hot satin. As I licked greedily, Ulla undid her skirt, letting fall to the floor and kicking it away.

Ulla's fingers snaked through my hair as she ground her pelvis into my face. I sucked on the soaking wet satin, tasting her sex through her panties. She sighed loud and long as I pressed my tongue flat against the satin, dragging my tongue all the way up to her waist band.

"Take it!" she panted through gritted teeth. "You know you want it, you bastard! Take it!"

I yanked the waistband down to reveal a small triangular patch of wispy blond hair, just above her glistening labia. She groaned as I dragged her panties slowly down her legs, and squealed when I buried my face between her legs. Desperately, I licked and sucked at her juicy twat, my tongue swirling over her lips as my fingers dug into her firm ass.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she yelled, thrashing against the wall, gripping my hair, grinding my face in her sopping wet snatch. "Eat my goddamn pussy, you filthy animal!"

Her juices were thick and salty on my tongue. Pushing my tongue deeper, I probed further into the inner recesses of her sex. I drank deeply from the well of her desire, and went back for more.

"I love your mouth, so hot, so strong" she groaned, sinking against the wall as my tongue rubbed over her lips. "Suck my clit, darling, please suck it!"

Dragging my fingers from her ass to her pussy, I slid two fingers into her cunt as my lips grabbed her throbbing button.

"Ohhhhhhh, fuck," came her almost feral groan, her ass pushed flat against the wall, pushing herself up as her legs trembled. "Oh God, you're making me cum!"

Arching her back, Ulla pushed her cunt hard against my face, her volcanically hot sex smothering me, her juices flowing into my mouth and dripping down to my chin. She slumped down against the wall as her anguished cries subsided, and I rose, sweeping her legs off the floor. She slipped her arms around my neck and plastered her mouth against mine, pushing her tongue inside and wrestling with my tongue, as I carried her to the empty desk.

"You're an animal," she grunted. "A dirty, rutting beast, just like my William!"

As I laid her on the desk, she leaped at me, tearing at my shirt, ripping it open, spreading kisses all around my chest as her icy blue fingernails raked my flesh. Groaning, I watched as she slid down my body, tongue swirling through the dark, curly hair on my chest and belly.

My prick was throbbing, painfully, straining against my slacks as Ulla sank to her knees in front of me. Smiling coyly up at me, she unbuckled my belt and undid my slacks. I sighed as my slacks slid to the floor, and gasped sharply as Ulla's fingers slipped inside the flap of my boxers, grasping my shaft.

"Mmmmmmmm, yes," she murmured, massaging my prick gently. "It's so long and thick, the veins throbbing so hard. It's just as long and thick as Carmen told me it was," she smiled before pulling the veiny sausage from its casing and sinking it into her wide open mouth.

My head flew back, my eyes squeezing shut, as I groaned out loud. Her tongue slid along the underside of the shaft as her fingers stayed inside my shorts, tickling my balls. Swaying as Ulla lathered my cock with saliva, I put my hands on the back of her head, forcing her to swallow more of my pulsing prick.

If I was afraid of choking Ulla with my cock, it appeared I needn't have worried, as she looked up at me with fiery lust, her mouth inching downward on my dark shaft.

"Goddamn," I grunted, as Ulla dug her nails into the backs of my thighs. "You really know how to suck dick!"

Something that sounded almost like laughter was muffled by my shaft. Her straight platinum hair shook as her head bobbed on my prick. Slowly, she eased her bead back, removing me from her mouth.

"You are surprised," she laughed, rubbing my cock against her face, "that an old woman like me could please you so expertly?"

"I never," I grunted, "called you old."

"But you thought it, darling, even as you were lusting over my body."




How I Got a Maid Ch. 05



"I don't think you're much older than me, if at all." I moaned as she stroked my shaft.

"You're correct, my love," she smiled before sliding her mouth halfway down my length and sucked hard, almost knocking me off my feet. 

My toes curled, pressing against the floor as Ulla bobbed her head, rapidly sucking down more and more of my cock. Her mouth formed a seal around my penis and her nails dug into my thighs as she sucked in hard, making me grimace and groan as I reached out and grabbed the empty desk for balance.

"Fuck, woman, don't rip my cock off!" I cried, rocking on the balls of my feet. "Not until I can stuff it inside that pussy, at least!"

Her head slid back again, my cock flopping out onto her hand, which she wrapped around the shaft, squeezing my length tight as she jerked it.

"You want this pussy?" she sneered. "This old twat? It can't possibly be as wet and tight as my young daughters! You screamed about how tight the pussies were, they told me how loud you screamed while you fucked their young cunts."

"Goddamn," I grunted, my temples pounding. "You have some . . . interesting fucking talks at the dinner table."

"My daughters tell me everything," she smiled as she rose from her knees, holding my cock tight as she walked over to the empty desk.

Turning toward me, she placed her hands on the desk and lifted herself onto it, setting her ass inched from the edge of the desk. As her legs spread, I saw her pussy lips below the soft blond patch, glistening with the juices I had just been drinking so deeply.

"My husband and I taught our daughters everything about sex," she whispered as she stroked her labia. We wanted them to be prepared for the world, prepared for men like you, Manuel."

"What about men like me?" I asked as I stepped forward, grasping her calves, lifting her legs in the air.

"Animals," she snarled. "Beasts who have no thought for anything but their own pleasure. We taught our daughters how to take care of themselves, how to take as much pleasure from sex as they could ,and how to satisfy animals like-"

I interrupted her lecture by crushing my mouth on hers, thrusting my tongue inside her mouth. Her legs wrapped around my ass, pushing me against her body. My prick rubbed against her juicy slot as our sweaty torsos slid against each other. My fingers slide through her platinum tresses, grasping her hair, pulling he head back, exposing her throat, laughing as I sank my teeth into her flesh.

"Ohhhhhh," she sighed, her hips bucking off the desk, pushing her pussy against my cock, rubbing her hot spot on my shaft.

"Fuck me!" she screamed. "Stick that enormous cock inside me and fuck me!"

I pushed her down, spreading her legs wide as I guided my cock to her buttery folds. Her fingernails raked my arms as I rubbed the head up and down her slit, coating it in her hot cunt juice.

I watched her face as the head pierced the veil of her sex. Her hungry smile twisted, contorting as she felt my girth spreading her puffy lips wide. Grinning, I thrust, pushing my shaft deeper, feeling her wetness welcome me.

"Oh my God," she stammered, her hands wrapped around my upper arms. "It's so thick, so powerful . . . oh my God, fuck me! Fuck me harder!"

My hips swung wildly as I buried my prick in her velvety tunnel. An electric shock flew up my spine each time her pussy contracted around my throbbing shaft. Groaning with delight, I pushed Ulla's legs high in the air and started punishing her pulsing fuck hole.

"God, yesssss!" she wailed, rolling on the desk and squeezing her massive melons. "You're magnificent! Use my pussy! Abuse it! Hurt it! I love your giant prick!"

"Take it all, you hot fucking slut!" I half screamed, half groaned as I sank all the way inside her. "Your goddamn pussy is even tighter than your hot fucking daughters! Squeeze my cock! Squeeze it!"

"Ohhhhhh, like this, you fucking bastard?" came the strangled cry from her throat.

My head nearly exploded as her pussy tried to crush my shaft. My head flew back and I wailed, banshee-like, as her pussy contracted around my cock like a boa constrictor.

"Yessss, yessss," Ulla hissed, pumping her hips, bouncing off the desk. "You like how that feels, you dirty motherfucker? That's what you are, a filthy motherfucker! Fuck me! Fuck me just like you fucked my daughters! God, my pussy is so wet!"

Anybody still left in the building was probably standing outside my door by now, but I was suck too deep inside one of the tightest pussies I'd ever felt to care. Leaning over, I sucked my mouth full of one of Ulla's melons and started jackhammering her cunt, thrusting my hips as fast and hard as I could. Her pussy convulsed around my shaft, contracting and releasing, juices seeping out and pooling on the desk, dripping down to the floor. Ulla's fingernails dug into my shoulders as her pussy began to spasm.

"Ohhhhhh, yessssss, I'm cumming! Fuck yesssssss!"

Pain seared in my back as Ulla dragged her fingernails in my shoulder blades, her hips thrusting into me. Wailing, she ground into me, raking my back and crushing my cock in her pussy.

"Cum inside me! Cum inside my pussy!" she screamed as her body thrust beneath me. "I want to feel your cum inside my pussy, please cum inside me!"

Just as it felt she might rip off my prick off at the base, I exploded. My body went stiff as my balls unleashed a flood of semen into Ulla's pussy. Her fingers slid to my arms, digging into my biceps.

"Yes, darling, that's it!" she moaned, pressing her cheek against the top of my head. "Give it all to me, fill my pussy!"

I shook and groaned as Ulla milked my cock, squeezing her powerful cunt around the shaft as she caressed my head to her bosom.

"My fucking God," I finally whispered as I slid off Ulla and lay on the desk. "You're amazing."

Ulla leaned over, gently kissing my lips before she hopped off the desk, bent down and swallowed my flaccid cock.

"Oh fuck," I groaned as my back arched and my head banged against the wall. Her tongue swirled around the head of my limp prick, sucking off the pussy juice and cum then letting me slip out of her mouth with a "Pop"

"I never thought," Ulla said as she climbed on the desk, straddling me and leaning over, "that I would meet another man who could make my body respond the way you just did. Its like my William was born again . . .or at least his cock," she giggled.

"Happy to be of service," I half laughed, half-groaned, reaching up to fondle the monumental globes hanging just in front of me.

"Mmmmmmmmm, darling" Ulla smiled as my hands caressed her tits, "are you trying to start me up again? I can tell you it wouldn't take much."

"Would that be such a bad thing?" I grinned, squeezing her massive mammaries together.

"Normally, no," she smiled as she grabbed my wrists, pulling my hands away from her breasts. "Another night, I will drag you into my car, drive you out to my house, and fuck you ceaselessly for a week. But tonight, you have to go home."

"Home?" I asked, lifting my head as she slipped of the desk and gathered her clothes off the floor. "Why?"

"Carmen has a surprise prepared for you, darling. One you're going to enjoy very much."

"Wait a second. She knows you're here?"

"Dear Manuel," she giggled, "Carmen sent me here to keep you busy while she prepares your surprise. I've been wanting to sample the beautiful cock she and Vanessa have been so mad for all these months, since Carmen told me about your first night together."

I sat on the edge of the desk, staring at her like she was speaking Martian.

"It's all right, darling, I know you are confused. Would you close my bra up?"

She turned around and I managed to lift my arms, hooking the clasps of Ulla's bra, before she turned and sweetly kissed my lips.

"You are not the first lover my daughters and I have shared, Manuel," she said, perfectly naturally as she turned, adjusting her bosom before pulling her sweater over her head. "You are, by far, the best, however. I taught both my daughters' first lovers how to properly satisfy a woman before I let them take my daughters' innocence.

"I'm starting to wonder if your daughters were ever innocent." I smiled.

"Very much so, darling," Ulla said, rubbing her hand over my cheek. "That is why William and I resolved to teach them all they needed to know to protect themselves and to properly enjoy all the pleasure the world has to offer. How successful do you think we were?"

"Off the charts." I sighed, grabbing her wrist and kissing it up and down. "But I still don't understand."

"Tonight?" Ulla laughed. "Carmen need you to be . . . delayed. I've been looking forward to the opportunity to experience the magnificent lover my daughters have been raving about for months. I seemed like a win-win situation, don't you agree?"

I shook my head, laughing ,as I hopped off the desk. Wrapping my arms around Ulla's waist, I pulled her into me and plastered my lips against hers, moaning as her leg slid up and down my calf.

"I certainly feel like a winner," I whispered as I planted kisses along her neck, "but you can't expect me to be satisfied with just this brief encounter. I need more, Ulla."

"Of course, darling," she laughed as her hands slithered along my back. "That's why you are coming to my house next weekend."

"Next weekend?"

"Yes, all weekend, my love, we will do nothing but drink wine, eat fine food and share our bodies."

I watched as she stepped back and slipped on her stilettos. She smiled gratefully at me as she adjusted her sweater and smoothed her skirt.

"I never thought I would meet another man who could wake the kind of passion I shared with my William. I look forward to seeing what else you can stir in me, Manuel."

She took my hands, pulling me to her. Standing in the center of my office, we kissed passionately for I don't know how long, until she pulled away.

"Now, darling, you go home and remember to thank my daughter properly for her surprise gift," she smiled at me. "I hope I haven't exhausted you too much for that."

"No," I chuckled, "I think I can recover sufficiently for that. But aren't those yours?" I asked, pointing to the satin panties still lying on the floor in front of my desk.

"My gift to you, darling." she laughed as she opened the door. "Use them to decorate the office, if you like."

The door slammed shut, and I nearly collapsed. I had never imagined what meeting the girls' mother would be like, and if I had, it wouldn't have gone like that in my wildest dreams.

"I know Scandinavians are supposed to be less hung up about sex, but goddamn," I said to myself, as I picked my suit up off the floor and began getting dressed. Ulla had popped three buttons off my shirt, I noticed as I slipped it on. I chuckled as I decided not to spend any time looking for the lost buttons, slipping on my trousers and jacket instead. Now that I knew Carmen was waiting for me at home, I didn't want to waist any more time before I got there. Reaching down, I snatched Ulla's panties off the floor, lifted them up to my nose, and breathed deeply, inhaling her intoxicating scent before I stuffed them in my pocket.

I laced my shoes and grabbed my briefcase on my way out the door, my mind already shifting to what lay ahead. My cock stirred as visions of Carmen, stretched out naked on my bed, her pillowy breasts shaking wildly as I pounded her pussy, rushed through my brain.

"I may need to score some Viagra from off the street to get through tonight, "I chuckled to myself as I pushed the elevator call button.

"Dude!" came a scream from down the hallway, as George came rushing up, red in the face, his belly shaking. "That was not right!"

"Maybe not," I said quietly, "but it was necessary."

"You're hurting my feelings, Manny," George whined. "I was just trying to work a little magic, just see how far it might get me."

"She wasn't here to see you, George," I sighed as the elevator door opened. "But, if she asks after you, I'll give her your number."

"One thing, dude, "George said, grabbing my elbow as I stepped into the elevator. "I checked out case management system. You don't represent any Carmen or Vanessa Quintana on any active case. So, you want to tell me what that goddess was really doing here?"

I studied his face for a minute as I held the "door open" button.

"One day, if you get me very drunk, I might tell you. For now," I smiled, reaching into my jacket pocket, I'll let you ponder this," tossing the crumpled blue satin panties at him. "But I'll need those back tomorrow."

I waited as he reached up and grabbed the panties with both hands, and unfolded them. As his face went from confusion to shock, I smiled broadly and let the elevator doors close.



How I Got a Maid



I moaned ecstatically, running my fingers through her blonde curls while pushing her head down. She grunted and pushed back but I held her head down on my cock, while groaning even louder.

Carmen moaned and gurgled on my throbbing member. I felt a sharp pain in my thighs. She was dragging her fingernails in my thighs. I grunted through the pain in my legs as I guided her head up and down on my shaft. Her head sank lower and lower, more and more of my dick disappearing inside her mouth. I leaned backward and looked up into the lights over the couch. The harsh light felt like it was boring through my eyes into my skull.

Finally, when it felt like every nerve in my body was on fire, I pulled Carmen's head up, dragging her off my engorged prick until it came out of her mouth with an audible "pop." She grabbed the shaft with her right hand and started stroking it rapidly, sliding from the head down to the base and back.

"Come on, Papi," she moaned breathily. "Cum for mami, cum all over my titties." 

I moaned as her hand wrapped tighter around my cock. The throbbing had spread all over my body. Even my temples pounded in the same rapturous rhythm. I spit the spent black panty out of my mouth.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yessssssssssssssss," I screamed as I erupted.

Thick white, ropes of cum shot forth in rapid bursts, the first hitting Carmen on her chin. She pointed the shaft down towards her chest and continued stroking it even as it bathed her chest with semen.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm'" she murmured as the viscous white liquid splattered on her tits. 

I watched as she scooped my cream from her left breast, bringing it to her lips. She sucked the jizz coated digits one by one between her lips, until they were clean. As my cock shot its last burst, she leaned over and swirled her tongue around the head. I squirmed in my seat as she bathed my cock with her spit, and groaned when she sucked the head back inside her mouth, capturing it with her teeth. She held my cockhead in her mouth while she massaged my balls with both hands. I groaned and squirmed. Her sweet torture was unbelievably thrilling, but I feared if she continued at this rate, my cock might actually fall off before I got to fuck her.

I snaked my fingers into her blonde curls and 

pulled on her head. She resisted for a moment, keeping an iron grip on the cock in her mouth. Finally, she relented, releasing my dick and letting me drag her upward until her mouth crushed against mine. Our tongues danced while our hands tried to touch every corner of each other's bodies all at once. I savored the salty taste of my cum on her lips and tongue. My hands found her tits and roughly pinched her nipples.

Carmen squealed as I pinched her buds. Ripping her mouth away, she leaned back and smiled.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, Papi, I love how that feels." 

She licked her lips, then sucked two of my fingers into her mouth.

"If you like that," I grunted, "you'll really love this." 

Quickly standing, I pulled her up, sweeping her legs off the floor into my arms. I knocked a pile of books, newspapers and unopened mail off the dining table, and laid her down on it. 

"Ooooooooooo, what a he-man," Carmen giggled.

Ignoring her, I grabbed her legs, yanking them forward so they dangled off the edge. Spreading her legs wide I had an unobstructed access to her honey pot. Her lips were glistening with her sticky juices.

"You look good enough to eat, baby."

"Why don't you see how good," she whispered.

Needing no further encouragement, I dropped to my knees and began kissing and nibbling her inner thighs, making her wriggle and squeal as I drew closer to my prize. As I slid closer, Carmen grabbed my head and pulled up, shoving my face into her steaming cunt.

"Yesssssss, lick my coochie, motherfucker!" she screamed, holding my head to her juicy snatch. My tongue swirled around her labia, trying to suck up every bit of sex juice dripping from her slit.

"Yeah, that's it Papi, lick it like you mean business!" 

She was really squirming now, wriggling around on my dining room table. I reached up and dug my hands into her thighs, grabbing hold for all I was worth, while going to town on her slit. 

I grabbed her labia between my teeth and tugged on the meaty flesh. Her loud groans gave me confidence I was headed in the right direction, so I continued tugging on her pussy lips for a moment, before burying my tongue back into her slit. She bucked her hips in response, pushing her wet slit harder against my greedy mouth.

"Come on, motherfucker, eat me!." She screamed as she ground her pelvis into my face. "Your tongue feels so good in my pussy, keep eating me!"

I spread her lips with my fingers and licked her dripping snatch enthusiastically. I swirled my tongue around her clit, flicking the stiff bud repeatedly. She jumped each time I touched her love button.

"Oh, God, that feels so fucking good!" she squealed, grinding her ass against the wooden table. She humped my mouth wildly.. "Suck my clit! Make me cum!"

I sucked her clit between my lips as I snaked two fingers inside her juicy fuck hole. Her pussy immediately clamped down on my digits, squeezing them tightly inside her. I rubbed my tongue on her throbbing button and bent my fingers insider her, reaching for her g-spot. I made soft circles around the spot with my fingertips.

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Carmen wailed as she shot upwards, off the table. Her body convulsed and my chin was spattered with juices as she was overcome by orgasm. "I'm cumming, oh God, I'm cumming!" She cried, pushing my head into her pelvis, grinding her cunt into my face. Tangy, sweet pussy juices covered my lips and chin. I rubbed my tongue around my lips, sucking off as much of her sex juice as I could.

As her moans subsided, Carmen sank back down onto the tabletop. Climbing from between her still shaking legs, I pressed my lips against her belly button, kissing my way up her body. Her fingers snaked through my hair as I kissed my way up her body. As I reached her breasts, I dragged my tongue around her huge, dark areole. I nursed on each of her nipples for a couple of minutes, feeling her body beneath me still vibrating from her orgasm, with her heart beating like a jackhammer. She wrapped her fingers tightly around my curly black hair and yanked, separating my mouth from her tits.

"Kiss me," she whispered.

I eagerly complied, sliding my fingers through her blond tresses as our lips met. My tongue slipped inside her mouth and my hand slid up to her breast, my fingers stretching around the soft fleshy globe, squeezing it. I felt her leg slip around my waist, pushing against my ass, holding me tightly against her luscious body. My fully revived penis rubbed against her dripping slit.

I kissed her chin and nibbled down her neck to her shoulders, grazing the hot, tender skin with my teeth, before sinking them into her ripe flesh.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," Carmen moaned as her body went rigid. Her nails dug into my back, raking my flesh. My cock, getting slick with her juices, throbbed against the hot folds of her pussy. I continued sucking and biting on her neck and shoulder.

"God, baby, you feel so good," she whispered as she gripped my arms, our bodies rocking together on the table. "Fuck me! Stick your big fat cock inside me, now!"

I moved back up to her mouth and kissed her, savoring the smell and taste of her. I smiled wickedly as I pushed myself up off the table. Before she could speak again, I grabbed her legs, pulling her forward, wrapping my arms around her waist, lifting her off the table, holding her against me.

Carmen whooped as I lifted her off the table. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pressed her lips against mine. I returned the kiss ecstatically, and started walking down the hallway from the living room to my bedroom. I tripped on a sneaker and nearly toppled over. Carmen laughed riotously as I regained my balance while holding her up.

"Don't knock yourself out yet, Papi," she laughed. "I still have plans for that cock!"

I grunted and shoved the door to my bedroom open. Kissing Carmen again as I navigated between discarded clothes and sneakers, I reached the foot of the queen sized platform bed and leaned forward, dropping Carmen onto the mattress. Backing up to the dresser next to the door, I switched on the lamp that sat on top of it.

Incandescent beams shined through the pale gray lampshade. Carmen licked her lips while spreading her legs. Her hands slid slowly down her body, down to her slick pussy. She slid two fingers between the puffy folds and inside her snatch.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm, baby, get over here. I need that big piece of meat inside me."

I smiled as I watched her pleasure herself.

"Roll over." I said quietly. "Get on your hands and knees."

"Ooooooo," she whispered. "You want to do me doggie?" 

She climbed on top of the rumpled blue and white bed cover and rolled over, tantalizingly waving her full, round ass back and forth. I walked over to the bed. Slipping my arms around Carmen's waist, I leaned over and dragged my tongue over her shapely butt. Then I bared my teeth and sank them into the spot I had just licked.

"Ohhhhhh God!" Carmen stretched forward on the bed and grabbed the sheets in front of her, writhing as my teeth pulled on her fleshy rump. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!" she moaned through gritted teeth.

Laughing, I released her ass cheek from my teeth and raised up behind her. I grabbed my dick and guided it between Carmen's legs, which were splayed wide on the bed. I moaned as I found her hot wetness. I rubbed the shaft against her slit, coating it with her sticky juices.

"Shit,, Papi, stop teasing and fuck me!" Carmen 

screamed as my cock pressed against her pussy. "Gimme that big cock now!"

I grunted as my cock spread her buttery folds. I grabbed her hips and thrust forward, moaning as the head popped inside. Carmen pushed her ass backward, forcing me deeper inside her love tunnel.

"Fuck me Papi!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "Fill my pussy up with your huge cock!" 

Slamming her ass back against me, Carmen writhed on the bed, moaning and screaming as my shaft rubbed against her inner walls. I held her hips tightly and watched my shaft sliding back and forth, disappearing into her cunt. Though she clearly had no inhibitions about taking on a guy she had just met, Carmen's pussy was tight as a drum.

I groaned and slid my hands up from her hips, reaching under her quivering frame until I found her breasts. Latching hold of her tits with both hands, I pulled Carmen up off the bed, pulling her up until her back rubbed against my torso. My cock continued slamming inside her tight cunt as I squeezed her melons between my palms, while sucking on her neck.

"Mnmmmmmmmmmmm, baby," she sighed as she bounced on my shaft, "it's so fucking deep inside me. You're gonna rip me apart!"

"Hang on, baby," I groaned as my cock sank all the way inside her. 'You're gonna make me blow soon!" I held her tightly against me as I thrust my cock faster. The juices from her pussy were dripping off my balls now, hitting the sheets.

"Make me cum, Papi, I want to cum while you are inside me!" 

She ground her ass against me, writhing and moaning as my cock throbbed uncontrollably inside her pussy. I grabbed her hand, pulling it between her legs. I found her clit, and placed her hand against it. I could feel it throbbing wildly, and I took her fingers and began rubbing it. Her body, which was already thrusting violently against me, stiffened, then began shaking wildly.

"Oh fuck!" she screamed. "Oh yes! Oh fuck! Oh yes! My pussy's on fire! Oh my God, I'm gonna cum!" With a banshee-like wail, Carmen gave herself up.

Her pussy began to spasm repeatedly around my cock. She fell forward onto the mattress and started shaking uncontrollably. Her cries almost left the range that humans could hear, and for a split second I was afraid my neighbor's poodles might start going insane.

That moment passed as my head began to explode. My temples throbbed so hard I thought they might burst. I roared and slammed my cock as deep inside Carmen as I could before it exploded and unleashed a river of cum inside her pussy. 

"Oh my God," she whimpered as I erupted. "I can feel it, I can feel your cum inside me."

"It's all for you , baby, " I moaned as my knees gave out and I sank to the mattress, holding her tight around the waist as my cock kept pumping semen inside her.

"Kiss me, Papi" she whispered.

I slid my head around and my lips found hers, tasting the saltiness from her sweat. We lay on the bed, our mouths pressed together, as her pussy milked the last few drops of cum from my cock. Slowly, I withdrew my cock from her pussy, and draped my arm across her chest. She rolled over and snuggled, burying her face in my shoulder.

"God, I feel so good, baby," she whispered in my ear.

"I feel good too, baby," I chuckled, "if you don't count feeling like I just finished a triathlon." 

"Lay right there and rest up. Is that your bathroom across the hall?"

I nodded, and she climbed out of bed, scampering out of the room, shutting the bathroom door behind her. I climbed up on the bed, sliding back until my head found the pillows, and lay back, trying to take in the experience. I looked at my watch, and gasped as it read 4:30. 

"I may sleep for a month," I said to myself as I sat against the headboard.

I heard the toilet flush, and water running in the sink. The door opened and Carmen walked back into the bedroom, her breasts bouncing slightly as she entered. She had washed the dried cum off her face and chest. She stopped by the dresser and turned off the lamp. She hopped back on the mattress, crawling up to the headboard and under the sheets before she snuggled up to me.

"Baby, I had a great idea while I was on the toilet," she said in a serious tone.

"It's where I do some of my best thinking." I chuckled.

"I'm serious," she chided. "I need to make some extra money. You need somebody to clean this place up."

"I don't think I said that." I said apprehensively.

"Trust me," she said as she planted soft kisses along my shoulder. "You do. I can come over here a couple of times a week, after school, and make this place presentable. You can pay me $200 a week."

"$200?" I said as I recoiled. "Listen, I'm a public defender, I'm not made of money."

"Papi," she said softly, as she reached out and wrapped her hand around my balls, gently massaging them in her palm, "that's half what any professional maid service will charge you, and you really need to get this place in shape if you expect me to ever come back."

It might have been the smoky huskiness in her voice, it might have been the extremely pleasant feeling of her massaging my balls, or it might have been the thought of more of her spectacular pussy, but my head relaxed against the pillow, and I began to see the sense in her argument.

"Let's sleep on it, baby," I whispered as my head sank against the pillow. "We'll figure it out in the morning." 

"No figuring necessary, Papi," she whispered as she curled up, back pressed against my chest, and pulled my arm around her. "It's all settled."

The next morning, after riding me to another glorious orgasm, Carmen let me negotiate her down to one hundred fifty a week for three nights, but I probably would have paid the two hundred she asked for. Now, for six hundred dollars a month, I can see my hardwood floors, my kitchen sink is always empty, and I have the best sex of my life three nights a week. On the whole, I'd say I made out like a bandit.