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The French maid
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FRENCH MAID - by Ric Carlson
The following was written for my friend, Lois. She enjoyed it and
wanted to share with others. Let us know if you enjoy it.
He paid no attention to her as she entered the room. He was used
to the help being around him while he worked. He paid all of them
well enough to do their work without bothering him. The maid
would simply clean the room and then leave.
Her perfume smelled different today, more like that of a young
woman then someone who was fifty years old. This caused him to
look up. In front of him was a very goodlooking woman, about 30
years old with a great body. She was wearing a maids outfit with
a hem that allowed an ample view of her legs. Her breasts were
held tightly within the top which was cut to push her breasts up,
exposing the tops of them to him. Looking at her, he felt his
cock start to harden within his pants.
"Where's Pat?" he asked. "She's sick today, sir. I'm her niece,
Lois. She asked me to fill in for her. I hope you don't mind?"
"No, I don't mind. I have to stay here while you work though,
please try not to disturb me." he said. He was thinking that he
would really like was to fuck her instead of working. It was a
good thing he was behind the desk. His cock was hard now,
straining against the fabric of his pants. "I won't bother you
sir" she said as she started to clean the room.
There was a large wall to wall book case directly in front of his
desk. With a smile, he said "there is a lot of dust on the
bookcase. Please make sure you clean all of the books. You can
use the ladder to reach the top." He knew she would have stretch
to reach the top shelf. He started to look forward to seeing her
ass as she stretched out while cleaning. Her dress was too short
to cover her while she was up there.
She moved to the bookcase. As she walked, he noticed how slim her
legs were. It looked like she used them a lot. "You have very
nice legs. Do you run?" "No, sir, I lift weights for exercise. I
do a couple of different things for my legs. My favorite type of
exercise is squatting with weights on my shoulders. This helps me
keep my legs in shape. I'm glad you think they're nice." She knew
how great her legs looked. She also thought of how good squatting
was for her. Especially if there was a hot cock for her to squat
down on. Should she tell him that? No, she thought. He was not
paying her to tell him what she liked. He was paying her and he
wanted her to clean the bookcase, not fuck him.
She started cleaning the middle shelves first. He was not working
now. His hand was under the desk, rubbing his cock as he watched
her. He wondered what she was wearing under her dress. He thought
of the stories he had read of French Maids as he was growing up.
Was she wearing panties? Did she have a garter belt on? She was
wearing white stockings. He hoped they were not panty hose. He
imagined they would be stockings, attached to a garter. He hoped
for thin white silk panties, thin enough that he would be able to
see the outline of her pussy.
Looking up, he noticed that she was cleaning some of the higher
shelves now. As she reached up, her dress moved up exposing her
ass. She was wearing a garter belt. Underneath it was a pair of
panties that left most of her ass uncovered. The sight of her
almost made his cum as he let out a slow moan. He quickly coughed
and moved some papers on his desk to cover his sounds. He
wondered if she heard him. Since she kept on working, he didn't
think so.
She knew what she was doing. She had dressed to capture his
attention. She was sure she had heard him moan just now. What man
wouldn't if he was looking at her ass. Each time she lifted her
arms, she felt the cheeks of her ass being exposed. The panties
she had on barely covered her. They disappeared between the crack
of her ass and did not reappear again until they came to her
pussy. Right now they were very wet in front. She knew he was
hard. His hand had been under the desk ever since she entered the
room. There was a mirror in the corner. He did not know that she
could see him in it. She had seen him looking at her as she
lifted her arms. She saw him shift in his seat. She imagined how
hard his cock had gotten while looking at her. She had to find a
way to get him up from the desk. She wanted to see the bulge in
his pants.
"Sir, I'm ready to clean the top shelves now. Could you hold the
ladder for me? I'm afraid it might fall." She was also afraid
that he might not get up since his cock was so hard. "I'm kind of
busy right now, can you wait a few minutes? I have to finish this
letter." Shit, he thought, I can't let her see me this way. "Will
you please go get me a cup of coffee" he asked. That would get
her out of the room. "I should be done by the time you get back."
Damn, she thought as she left the room.
She was getting very horny thinking of him. While she was waiting
for the water to boil, she lifted her dress and slid her hand
down inside her panties. She was very wet. The feeling of the wet
silk cooling on the top of her hand and the heat from her wet
pussy felt very good. She slid a finger down across her clit and
buried it in her cunt. She leaned back against the wall and
lifted her leg to a chair to allow her finger to slide deeper
into her. She closed her eyes and imagined him fucking her as her
finger slid in and out of her hot cunt. She was almost ready to
cum when the coffee pot began to whistle, forcing her to stop. If
she did not turn it off, someone else might come in and find her
like this. She wouldn't mind if it was him, but she didn't know
who else was in the house.
Thank god she left the room, he thought as he got up. He had to
undo his pants to move his cock around. Looking at her had made
him so hard that his cock had become jammed in the folds of his
pants. He walked around the room, breathing slowly, trying to
will his cock to get soft. Just as it started to get a little
softer, she came back into the room.
"Here is your coffee, sir. There is sugar and cream on the tray."
She thought of what type of cream she would like right now. "Is
there anything else I can get for you?". "No he said, nervously
picking up the coffee. You can go on cleaning." Looking at the
bulge of his cock, she knew exactly what she wanted to clean.
"Will you hold the ladder while I do the top shelves?" she asked.
There was no way he could evade me now, she thought. "Ok" he
said. "But the ladder slants out too far. I will have to stand in
front of it while you are on it." Moving to the ladder, he placed
himself between it and the bookcase. He held it as she started to
climb. He thought she would only go up two or three steps,
placing her stomach directly in front of his face. He was
pleasantly surprised when she kept climbing until her pussy was
directly in front of him. As she reached up, her dress rose up to
expose her pussy to him. He could see that she was very wet. She
was so close to his face that he could smell the sweet fragrance
of her pussy. He had trouble holding the ladder steady as his
cock created a tent in the crouch of his pants. He had to fuck
this woman.
She looked down and saw what was happening to him. "Are you all
right sir?", she asked him. "Is there anything I can do for
you?", she asked, knowing the answer. She moved her pussy closer
to his face as she asked, "would you like to taste my pussy?".
"Yes", he responded. He could think of nothing else to say.
"Don't move until I tell you to" she told him. "If you do
everything I say, you can fuck me. If you do not, I will leave
and you will have to take care of your hardon in your own way. Is
that understood?" "I will do whatever you tell me if you will let
me fuck you." he said. While he stood there, looking at her
pussy, she reached down and pulled her panties up, forcing them
between the lips of her pussy. With her hand, she slowly stroked
the piece of silk hidden within the soft folds, parting them each
time her fingers moved up and down. She was so wet, the juices
seemed to be dripping out of her cunt. "Take your cock out of
your pants, and play with it." she told him. She warned him not
to cum as he started to unzip his pants and take his cock in his
hand.
She looked down as him as he slowly stroked the hot shaft of
meat. She watched the head as it disappeared each time his hand
moved the loose skin over it. She wondered how long he could keep
it up before he came. Watching him, made her wetter. Her finger
found it's way behind the folds of her panties and into her
pussy. She was finger fucking herself right in front of his. She
made sure her finger was covered with her cunt juice. Taking it
out of her, she placed it in front of him. "Would you like to
taste it?" she asked, offering her finger to him. "Please" he
whispered as he opened his mouth to accept her finger. Closing
his lips around it, he tasted the sweet juice from her pussy. He
moved his mouth back and forth, taking her finger in and then
releasing it. He timed the movements to the stroking of his cock.
He was losing it, forgetting where he was. His hand was moving
faster and faster on his cock, pumping it, making it bigger. He
continued to suck on her finger as he jacked himself off. She was
not stopping him..
She had not planned to let him cum. She was going to stop him
before he lost control. But watching him was turning her on more.
While he was sucking on her finger, she moved her other hand to
her pussy, burying two fingers within her. She rested against the
ladder, fucking herself as she watched him. She was so hot. She
knew it would not take long to get herself off. Watching him
would only make her cum faster. She hoped she would be able to
outlast him. Looking down on him, she could see that the head of
his cock was pulsing with each stroke of his hand. There were
already small drops of cum clinging to the small slit. His
breathing was becoming fast and erratic as his hand pumped his
shaft faster and faster. "I'm CUMMING" he screamed as the white
liquid squirted out of his cock, pushed by the uncontrolled
contractions within his body. She wished she had been in a
position to take him in her mouth as he came. She wanted to taste
his cum. The site of him cumming was all she needed to drive her
past the point of no return. Her finger was moving faster now,
burying themselves deep in her hot cunt with each stroke. She
grabbed the ladder to keep from falling just as her body was
rocked by an orgasm.
It took a moment for her to recover. She knew she was just
starting. He had not moved from under the ladder. He stood there
looking at her pussy which was dripping with her cum. He had let
go of his cock, which was still semi-hard. "Did I tell you to
stop playing with yourself?". He responded, "No, you didn't. I
came, so I thought I was done.". She screamed at him, "Your not
done, until I say so. I want to see that thing hard again.
Keeping stroking it until I tell you to stop. You better not cum
again unless I tell you to." She was satisfied as he took his cum
covered cock in his hand and slowly started to stroke it. She
watched it get harder. Thinking of how it would feel inside her
caused her to shiver. "Come over to this side of the ladder." she
told him. "And don't you stop jacking off." As he moved, he said
"if I don't stop, I'm going to cum again. I can't control myself.
Please let me stop for just a few seconds." He didn't like being
told what to do, but he found this woman exciting and he knew he
would not stop unless she told him to. She wanted his cock in her
mouth the next time he came. "You can stop moving your hand, but
don't let go. I want you to keep your cock hard for me."
She slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them
without getting off the ladder. Then, she lifted her right leg up
one rung on the ladder to create enough room for what she had in
mind. "Put your head up here, in front of my pussy." The ladder
was wide enough to allow him to rest against it. He was able to
slide his head up between her legs, stopping with his mouth
directly in front of her pussy. Her cunt was wet, glistening with
her juice. Her scent overwhelmed him. If he had still been
stroking his cock, he would have cum, just smelling her pussy. He
was so close to cumming, he squeezed his cock hard to make sure
he didn't.
"Do you want to eat my pussy?" she asked him. "Would you like to
fuck me with your tongue, make me cum on your face?" As he said
"yes", she moved her hips forward, pinning him against the
ladder, placing her pussy directly over his mouth. "Fuck me." she
told him. "Use your tongue to get me off." Her pussy completely
covered his mouth. He could only breath through his nose. Each
breath filled him with the smell of her, made it harder to
control his cock. Even thought she told him not to, he wasn't
sure he could keep himself from cumming. His cock was so hard,
straining for release. He realized that his hand was stroking it
again, involuntarily, bringing him closer to the moment when his
cum would shoot from his hot shaft.
She knew how close he was to cumming but really didn't care. The
fact that he was trying to fight it was what was important to
her. He was the type of man who thought he was always in control.
She controlled him now. The mirrors in the room allowed her to
see the proof of his manhood. His cock was very hard. She could
see it twitching in his hands. She saw how red it had gotten when
he squeezed it, trying not to cum. That he was fighting the
pleasures his body craved, the pleasure her body was giving to
him, was important to her. If she was right, he would cum again,
soon. She knew how good her pussy smelled, how good it tasted. No
man could control himself with her pussy so close to his face.
She stopped thinking of him and concentrated on how her body felt
as she felt his tongue parting the lips of her pussy, finding
it's way inside her body. She spread her legs as far as she could
to allow him deeper access to her. "Move your tongue faster, make
me cum." she told him. Her command made him work faster. Her
pussy was completely covering his mouth. He could only breath
through his nose. This caused him to take quicker, shorter
breaths as his tongue darted in and out of her pussy. His hot
breath fell directly on her clit, exciting her even more. She
started moving her hips slightly, not enough to release him, just
enough to let his mouth slide up and down her pussy. Her
movements caused his nose to slide between the soft folds of her
pussy, rubbing her clit each time it did. She had to time
herself, allowing him to breath. The feeling of her clit sliding
under his nose was unique. It was pressed down, only to expand
again into the opening of his nose. It was just like fucking him.
She liked this.
His tongue had not stopped moving. She was so wet that her juice
was flowing out of her, directly into his mouth. She felt it each
time as he stopped to swallow. Each time he did so, his lips
closed, creating a suction on her pussy. She was close to cumming
now. She was enjoying the feeling of his tongue inside her. It
was just long enough to reach inside her pussy and touch one of
the most sensitive locations in her body.
He could not believe what she was doing. She was moving her body,
completely covering his face. He had to time his breathing to
her. He felt her clis sliding across his nose. Each time he
breathed, he was completely overcome with the scent of her cunt.
It was like inhaling pure sex. The juice from her cunt was
flowing directly into his mouth. She tasted very good. His body,
needing release was quivering, completely out of his control. His
hand started stroking his cock, pumping it each time his tongue
entered her pussy. The feeling started in his groin, a tingling
that spread across his balls as the twitching of his cock
increased. He had no control now, he was going to cum no matter
what he did. He stroked himself faster, speeding up the flow of
cum from his balls, causing his body to jerk violently as the
white hot cum erupted from the end of his cock, arching up and
away from his body. He was not conscious of what his tongue was
doing while his body was in the grip of his own orgasm. He was
brought back to reality as her pussy was crushed against his face
and a flood of hot, sweet juice was released into his mouth.
She felt the movement of his body. She knew he had lost control
of his ability to keep from cumming. She watched him as his hand
started moving up and down his cock. She hoped his hand felt as
good for him as his tongue did within her. She knew how close he
was to cumming. His hand was moving faster now, pushing the skin
of his cock up over the head, burying it in it's own warmth. It
would not be much longer before she would replace his hand with
her own hot lips. His tongue was moving faster now, ramming
itself deeper into her pussy, matching the movements of his hand.
She was on the verge of cumming now. She had to fight the demands
her body was making. She had to hold off until he came. When she
thought she would lose to the needs of her own body, she felt him
tense as a stream of cum shot from his cock. His hand kept
stroking his cock, pumping the white liquid from his body. This
was what she was waiting for, actually, what her body was waiting
for. Her own orgasm had started from all parts of her body,
building and concentrating all the feelings of pleasure at one
point near her pussy. The orgasm was intense and swift as she
crushed her pussy against his mouth, against his still moving
tongue, releasing her cum to him as wave after wave of ecstasy
crashed through her body.
After the orgasms stopped and her breathing had returned to
normal, she lifted her pussy from his face and stepped down to
the floor. "Don't move" she told him. "I have a surprise for
you." She reached up and undid the buttons on his shirt, kissing
his chest as she did so. She had him lean forward so she could
remove the shirt. Next, she removed his pants, exposing the full
length of his cock to her. Reaching into the small pockets on her
dress, she removed four straps. Using these, she tied his hands
and feet to the ladder. Making sure he was comfortable, she knelt
in front of him and took his cock in her hands. It was soft now
and covered with his cum. She gently squeezed the soft flesh
between her fingers, stroking it lightly as she did. His cock
started to respond to her hands, twitching in them as she felt it
starting to grow for her. She placed the tip of it against her
lips and slid her tongue out to meet it. Turning her head
sideways, she slid her tongue along the entire length of his
shaft and under his balls. By now, he was very hard. Cupping his
balls, she took each one in her mouth, sucking on them very
gently. This caused him to let out a very soft moan, confirming
the pleasure she was giving him.
She moved her mouth back up the hot shaft while she continued to
play with his balls. Even though he had just cum, his cock was
jumping up and down each time her lips touched it. She was sure
that he was very close to cumming again. This time, she would
have his cock in her mouth when the cock juice squirted from him.
She would play with him as long as she could, prolonging the
pleasure he was feeling. She felt how wet her pussy was as she
reached down to play with herself. She only needed one hand to
play with his cock.
Parting her lips, she took only part of his cockhead in her
mouth. She ran her tongue around it and slipped it between the
small slit at the end. She could taste the cum that was still in
him from the previous orgasms. She thought of how good he would
taste when he came in her mouth this time. She moved her lips
down, over the smooth ridge at the base of his cockhead, sucking
hard as she did so. Her sucking caused his cock to grow harder in
her mouth. She could feel the veins pumping the make him harder
for her. Her fingers were on her pussy now. She was moving them
back and forth across the entire length of her pussy, starting at
her clit, slipping in between the pink folds of skin leading to
the hot receptive hole between her legs. She buried her fingers
deep inside her cunt, wishing there was a way she could prolong
the feeling of something sliding into her. When she could go no
further, she started to slide them out, putting pressure against
the top of the rippling walls as she did so. She continued to
move her hand as her fingers came out of her pussy, tracing back
up along the folds of her pussy lips until she felt the hardness
of her clit. She spread her fingers slightly, allowing it to
slide between them. She couldn't decide what felt better,
something rubbing her clit or, sliding in and out of her pussy.
She was glad she did not have to settle for one or the other.
Right now, she thought, she could have both as she slid her hand
forward to repeat the process again. She would continue to do
this until he came. She knew from past experiences that the taste
of his cum, filling her mouth, would make her cum again.
She returned her attention to his cock. He was so close to
cumming that he was trying to fuck her mouth. She bid down
gently, causing him to stop. She was in control, she would make
him cum when she was ready, not before. His cock tasted so good
in her mouth. She moved her head forward slowly, taking his
entire length in her mouth. She was glad she had learned how to
let a cock slide down her throat without causing her to gag. She
knew how great the tightness of her throat felt on his cock. She
could feel the head as it throbbed in the back of her mouth.
Opening her mouth further, she extended her tongue and licked
down between his balls. As she started to let him slide out of
her mouth, she used her lips to grasp the loose skin that
surrounded him, pulling it up over the head on his cock as he
slid out of her mouth. She did not let the entire length of his
cock slide past her lips. She stopped moving just as she felt the
thickness of it's head start to slide between her lips. When she
felt this, she released the hold her lips had on his cock skin.
She felt this slide out, across her lips as his cock stayed
within her mouth. She continued sucking him this way, sometimes
moving very fast, sometimes very slow. He was breathing faster
now and trying to control the movement of his cock as she fucked
him with her mouth. He was very close to cumming. She could feel
the contraction within his body each time his entire cock was in
her mouth and her lips were against his body. She had been finger
fucking her self and was ready to cum. She had one surprise left
for him. She knew he would cum when he felt what she was going to
do to him.
Reaching down to her pussy she covered her other hand with her
cunt juice, making sure her fingers were very slippery. She
reached up and rubbed his balls, letting her fingers slide behind
them, toward the cheeks of his ass. She firmly rubbed the skin
behind his balls, knowing that his cum would soon follow this
path as it shot from him. Her fingers found the hole she was
looking for. As she pressed her finger against him, she felt his
prick move violently in her mouth. Knowing he was very close to
cumming, she pressed her finger hard against his ass, sliding it
entire length inside his body as his ass tightened around it. She
started moving in and out of him, timing her movements to both
her lips on his cock and the fingers fucking her pussy. She felt
him cumming even before the cum entered her mouth. She felt it
with her fingers as it traveled along the inside of his body,
following the trail along the underside of his cock and squirting
out of him, filling her mouth. As she fought to keep his cock in
her mouth, while swallowing his cum, she kept fucking him with
her fingers. This seemed to make him cum again, as if he were
having a multiple orgasm. She didn't care what it was, as long as
she could feel him in her mouth.
Her fingers had not stopped playing with her pussy. She was
waiting only for him to finish before she allowed her pussy to
contract tightly around her fingers as the flood gates of her
body opened, releasing her own juices as she was overcome with an
orgasm of her own.
When her body stopped shaking, she stood up and released him. "I
hope you enjoyed that sir" she said as she picked up her panties
and retrieved the straps she had used to bind him. "I liked it
very much, especially the surprise ending." he responded as he
walked to the desk and picked up an envelope containing $500.00.
Giving it to her, he asked, "Can you come as a teacher next
week?" "Should I bring a ruler for bad boys?" she asked as she
walked out the door.
THE END
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