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Story of our favorite maid
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
The Maid
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by Caesar c1994
She came highly recommended, with references and a resume that greatly impressed
me. The children loved her, my wife was thankful of the excellent work she did,
and I was able to spend more time with my work. The maid also entered my family
and began to systematically control or terrorize everyone in the household. It
was a warped and demented person that used every device available to her to
manipulate me and my loved ones.
Tiyar was gorgeous. And because of that simple fact, perhaps I gave her too
much lassitude. My wife was the one that actually hired her, Linda was very
impressed with the young woman she had hired. Everything was going fine for
several months, the new live-in maid was perfect. Life between me and my wife
was renewed. And my two kids seemed happy with the maid, and the intoxicating
feelings their parents radiated. My wife even phoned the references, and they
all were impeccable and just a little impressive. And the months after she
moved in, proved that our patience and diligence in looking for the perfect maid
seemed to pay off when we found Tiyar.
When things began to change, it wasn't anything huge or obvious, just simple
little intuitions that became more and more obvious. For instance, my teenage
daughter seemed to be infatuated with the new woman in the house and followed
upon every word and action the maid did. While I noticed my wife was becoming
the direct opposite. Looking upon the brown skin beauty with contempt and
disgust, though she had yet to mention her feelings and I don't know why her
feelings have changed about the maid. In truth, I was the last to realize what
was going on in my own house.
"Sir, I found this note in the garbage. Is it yours?" The dark brown innocent
looking eyes of Tiyar awaited my answer as she held out the crumpled paper to
me.
"Thank you." I took the note and read it. It was from my business partner, and
that an important meeting had been rescheduled, to start and hour ago! I could
not control the anger in my voice, "Did you take this note Ti?" I often called
her this, she had asked me to during the first week she began work.
"No Mr. Simons." And I believed her, it was written in my wife's handwriting.
"God damn it all too hell!" I spun about and slammed my hands upon my desk. I
forgot the maid standing at my flank. Since I missed the meeting, my company
probably lost the chance we had for a huge account, and a large amount of
revenue. Why would Linda throw out a message that I hadn't received yet?
I spun about to go out to the backyard where my wife was taking in some sun,
instead I discovered Ti kneeling before me. Her head was down as she picked up
the mess I had made that morning while working. From the angle that she was I
could see directly down the front of her dress to her ample bosom. The
naturally brown skin tantalized and stunned me for a brief second. I, of
course, had noticed that the maid was a very beautiful young woman, but usually
my appraisal was less than energetic. The large firm mounds swayed beneath her
as she reached and grabbed the small bundles of garbage, a sight that greatly
incessed me. I could see much of breast, minus the sight of her nipple, a part
of her that I greatly imagined the sight of.
After several enjoyable moments of this sight, she looked up directly into my
eyes, her hand and knees still upon the floor. Silence. I was extremely
conscious that my knees were spread and she was but an arm's reach from my
crotch, while her face was level with my lap.
"Honey?!" It was Linda.
It took a few seconds before I answered, all thought of the crumpled note gone,
just the silent beauty kneeling before me in my thoughts. "Yes?" Ti stood and
immediately took the garbage pail out of my den. My wife entered seconds after,
dressed in a see-through summer wrap which revealed her one-peice bikini
underneath. "Oh..." I was startled by her sudden appearance.
"Hi dear, did you get some work done." It wasn't really a question since she
knew the answer to that query. "I was wondering if you want me to get you
anything from the market?"
I barely understood the words that she spoke, as my attention was centered upon
her chest. The sway of it hypnotized me and demanded my action, as I enjoyed my
wife's bosom reminiscent of Ti's. I stood suddenly and pulled my wife to me, my
mouth immediately pressing against hers. I was hungry for relief, also I wanted
to taste her sun warmed soft breast. This was not as unusual an uncontrollable
emotion as it seems, since when we were first married I often lost control of my
senses and thought with my lower head. Though I had not given this type of
demanding attention to my wife in over ten years, and she wasn't prepared for my
animal hunger.
My sight was filled with the sway of Ti's brown skinned breasts and my own
wife's soft chest even as my hands pulled the straps down from Linda's shoulders
revealing her left white boob. My salivating mouth encircled her nipple. I
didn't notice my wife's nervousness or surprise at my actions. She didn't
resist me, but she also didn't help me any. The only thing that escaped her
lips, was a simple "oh", when my tongue flicked her hardened nipple.
I spun my wife about and pressed her down onto the top of my desk. Quickly I
pulled the crotch of her bikini to the side held it wide as I freed my cock. I
sunk my manhood deep within her in a single lunge. My passions rushed my actions
and I pressed my wife's shapely legs to her chest giving me direct access to her
love channel. She moaned and rotated her hips, while I was in a frenzy as I
pounded into her again and again. Linda began to squeeze her own exposed
breast, the other hand moving down between her spread legs to flick her
blood-enlarged clitoris.
My surprised wife orgasmed even as my own shot deep within her. I fucked her as
an animal, and she in turn enjoyed my actions. My life giving juices shot out
of me even as I noticed a movement from the still open doorway. Linda had her
eyes tightly closed as she spasmed in sexual relief, and didn't notice my
movement nor saw the maid standing in the door watching our nuptial coupling.
Ti was rhythmically squeezing a large breast above her close while the other
hand rubbed outside her covered sex mound. I was startled and excited at the
sight of my maid as she viewed my enjoyment with Linda.
My wife's voice caused the maid to turn quickly and leave the open doorway,
while my attention was again returning to normal and I looked deep into my
wife's happy eyes. "I guess you don't want anything from the store?" I hadn't
the energy to laugh.
I hadn't forgotten the intoxicating sight of my maid's upper breast., nor the
gentle sway they had undergone as she moved before me. And the sight of Ti's
excitment as she rubbed herself before me and my wife was embarrasing, not to
say damn exciting. Thank goodness Linda hadn't noticed. In fact, after our
torrid encounter in my study, she had a renewed vigor and energy with me.
Perhaps I should become a sexual beast more often with my wife.
Nothing was said between Tiyar and myself about that afternoon. We acted as if
nothing had ever happened. Yet our eyes would sometimes meet and a silent
communication would be passed between us. A few times I had caught her eyes
upon me, attempting to peirce my clothing. I was also doing the same towards
her. Things would have continued from that point if I didn't walk in on Ti as
she was masturbating.
It was the Sunday after her witnessing my nuptial coupling and the house was
quiet when I got home from golf. I had thought everyone gone, even Ti since it
was her day off, but I was standing in the hallway browsing through the Sunday
Paper when I noticed movement from down the hall leading to the kitchen.
Actually, once I stuck my head around the corner the movement had come from the
breakfast nook and not from the actual kitchen. And what I saw startled me,
even after seeing my maids hunger as she watched me and Linda.
Ti was sitting the large bay window that lead out to the backyard, her right
side was facing me. She was sitting in the large comfortable chairs Linda had
wanted so badly, and had her naked feet placed up on the window sill. The long
brown smooth legs were uncovered and lead right up to the edge of her oversized
tee-shirt, the knees well apart. She was almost laying horizontal in that chair,
but her head and neck was staring out the window directly at my wife's bikini
clothed body. That was a shock, but when Ti moaned and clenched her unseen
crotch with both hands, I was truely amazed.
Perhaps Ti had not been excited at seeing me the other day, but my wife! I
wasn't sure if I should be disgusted or turned on. Ti was a very beautiful
woman, and the fact that she was interested in my wifes body instead of mine
puzzled me. I could barely see Linda out in the yard, laying facedown upon the
huge towel. Her body glisening with tanning lotion and sweat, the sun darkening
her pale skin. She too looked attractive.
Again Ti moaned, one arm moving faster upon her crotch than the other. I could
just make out the faint noise of her juicy vagina as its folds were being
manipulated. As I stood dumbly in the hallway, Ti brought up one hand, covered
in her sexual secretions and sucked on the fingers one at a time, being sure to
get every drop. She then used the same hand to begin to pinch her nipples
through her tee- shirt. Her bottom began to rotate upon the chair, in time to
her moaning and heavy breathing, yet her eyes never left the naked limbs of my
wife.
Linda, meanwhile, was unaware of the audience she had. But lay contently before
the pool, a few feet from the large window. She was reading one of those trashy
novels housewives seem to purchase often. Her feet were waving about in the air
as she was raised up on her elbows. Her breasts hung down in the slim bathing
suit, and from the angle she was at I could see almost all the way to her navel.
A tall glass with a drink sat next to her, and she reached out to wipe the sweat
from the clear cup. She rubbed the moisture upon her upper chest and forehead.
Linda did indead look delicious, and I may have lingered to enjoy the sight of
her if Ti had not.
The maid's enjoyment was reaching a climax, her body was quivering uncontrolably
now, her chalf muscles jumping in excitment. The sounds of pleasure loud
against the silence of the house. Ti stiffened noticibly while her body became
like a statue for several lengthy seconds. Her climax shot throughout her body,
and then she began to relax and enjoy the sexual after affects. It took a long
time for her to gain her body back under control.
Ti suddenly turned her head and looked directly into my eyes. Without any
emotion upon her face she looked down upon my buldging crotch and appraised my
covered organ. She stood, and for a brief second I wondered if she would come
towards me, yet she promptly dissapeared about the corner towards her bedroom.
The breakfast room smelled faintly like a woman's sexual heat, and I stood
before the large window at the close proximity of my wife as she was still
unaware of what had just trasnpired. Out of the corner of my eye, I again saw
movement, but so inthralled was I in what I had just seen, I didn't realize it
was from the opposite direction than Tiyar had departed to.
I had come to the conclusion that the sight I had witnessed had been a damn
turn-on! Watching the beautiful Tiyar masturbating was stimulating enough, but
add the idea that what had prompted her action was my wife's near-naked body was
extremely exciting. That night as I lay next to my sexy wife, my cock pounding
back and forth in her wet hole, my vision was filled with Ti. I fantasized
about my maid, and the erotic sight of her masturbating while my near-naked wife
lay unsuspecting near by.
Though things about the house seemed to return to "normal". I treated Tiyar the
same as I had before my sight of her enjoying herself. If anything, my wife
noticed the difference just by the amount of sexual attention she was receiving.
Almost daily I would point my active imagination upon my unsuspecting, but
pleased, wife. I didn't think I would again enjoy such a high sex drive now as
I had when I was still in my late teens. So, Ti was responsible for my marriage
becoming almost better than ever.
The occasion was Ted and Sherry came over for supper and drinks. It was a usual
occurance, happening about once every month. The five of us, including Ti, sat
about eating the delicious Italian cuisine and chatting normally. Everything
was normal.
I felt a light touch upon my right side, next to my trouser zipper. Thinking I
had dropped something in my lap, I glanced quickly down and saw a small thin
brown skinned hand reaching for my zipper. Like a flash I forced myself to look
up, and not at Ti, who was busier than anybody actually realized at that table.
I grasped her small hand in my beefy paw just as she found the clasp to the
zipper. She didn't resist as I pushed that hand firmly away from my lap.
Again, she reached for me, and again I forced her hand away from me. I quickly
glanced to my side and saw that she was chatting wth my wife and Sherry, while
Ted looked on and listened dutifully. This time when her hand found my zipper,
I didn't resist. Perhaps it was the many nights of fantisization or the sheer
lust I had for my yound maid. The zipper barely resisted her attempts and I felt
a breeze well within my trousers, before slim cold fingers fumbled with my the
fly on my boxer shorts.
I couldn't resist tensing up when her cold fingers found my flaccid sex, but
thankfully no one noticed my discomfort. Quickly, she rhymically squeezed my
cock until it quickly hardened. Again I glanced down, the sight irresistable,
her thin fingers attempting to circle my throbbing member. The fingers warmed
quickly upon my penis, and she slowly moved it up and down, stroking me
expertly. I didn't resist, nor did I help, I just sat their and enjoyed it.
Accross the table, my wife looked over at me and smiled happily. Seconds later,
Ted began to question me about business, and I animatedly chatted with him. Up
and down the fingers went, and my mind began to drift. Just when I thought it
prudent to discontinue, Ti withdrew her hand from my raised pole and grasped my
hand descretely and pulled it to her lap. She was wearing a loose summer skirt
and I found the hem raised to her waist. My maid placed my hand directly
between her warm thighs and right upon her wet hairless uncovered crotch. I
almost lost my supper. She returned to stroking my cock.
Never before had I felt such a sexy and wet slit. It was a marvel that I
explored more out of curiousity than passion. Her natural juices had coated the
whole sex mound and her strong inner thighs, which in turn coated my hand. I
had to resist the temptation to lift my fingers to my lips to taste and smell
her. I could feel the delimna that she was creating with her stroking fingers
upon my cock, and I acted out of instinct as I found and rotated her clitoris.
She wiggled with delight, while asking my wife a question about the meal.
I rembered the sight as my wife had lain within sight of my maids excited eyes,
and her reaction. It was odvious to me that she had not thought only of my
pretty wife as sexy. The moving fingers were proof of that. I could feel the
tension building between my legs and knew this enounter would soon come to a
close. As the sperm began to build in pressure, I plunged a single finger into
her surprisingly tight sex hole.
I could feel my seed shoot out the head of my cock even while her vagina clasped
my fucking finger in a hungry and climaxing grasp. It was one of the most
peculiar orgasms I have ever had. Ti and I both climaxed simutaneous, neither
had a huge cum. I for one was attempting to hide my enjoyment for my wife and
company, while very concious of any above table movements. It was a strange
orgasm that I had, but fullfilling all the same.
Several moments went by and Ti and I returned our hands to our laps. Unseen by
anyone else at the table, my maid daintly lifted her expert hand and licked off
two drops of pearly white sperm, smiling at me all the while. I looked into her
eyes as I finally lifted and quickly tasted my hand, her juices delicous and her
sent strong but highly addictive.
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Well I wasn't sure what I had posted or not...so here is a few chapters. I
*think* everything is politically correct...if
not...opps. :-)
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