My Housekeeper - Sex Stories

My Housekeeper

... back to admire how she'd incapacitated the spread-eagled man in the maid's uniform.

She removed my cock ring. She removed her shorts but stayed on top of me. She straddled my head, her knees over my shoulders, her pussy over my mouth. "Ask me if you can worship my pussy."

"Please, Mistress Rita, may I worship you pussy."

"Yes, you may, you wanker!" And with that she undulated her hips and wiped her exquisitely trimmed, warm, moist pussy over my mouth. It was as though she was fucking my mouth. She instructed me every step of the way. Softer, faster, deeper, slower. "Use your whole tongue." Then, "Just my clit - suck on it." Then, "Lick the entire length, hard." Then, "Fast! Flutter your tongue." Then, "Fuck my hole with your tongue. Harder. Deeper." We went on like this for some time. My jaws and tongue were tiring.

Then she moved down, toward my feet, so that she faced me and straddled either side of my torso. She pulled off her top and buried the pillows of her breasts onto my face. I'd barely seen her nipples up to that point. They were fucking perfect (and I realize this is a matter of preference). Smallish and well-defined little nubs. Perky. Hard. I kissed them and licked them hungrily.

She then leaned to each side of me and released my arms from their restraints. She moved down my torso, placing her loins directly over mine. She took hold of my erect penis and rubbed it against her wet pussy. She circled the head around her hole and then little by ...

... little inserted it. A fraction of an inch at a time. Then, all at once, she engulfed it. Its entire length. We both let out a small gasp. Simultaneously she took hold of my hands and placed them on her breasts. "They're yours," she whispered in a sultry voice. And then began grinding into my cock.

She fucked me in the most heavenly ways. Gawd, was she good. The perfect amount of friction, a slippery, wet receptacle, alternating from burying my cock to the hilt to shallow penetration of the head only, long slow strokes and then revving up to 6000 rpms. It was, without a doubt, the most skillful fucking I'd ever engaged in. I squeezed and rubbed her glorious breasts. I lightly twisted her nipples between my thumb and index finger. Other than that, she was in total control.

She worked me into a frenzy. I mean, I was hyperventilating, staring at and squeezing those million-dollar tits and hanging on for dear life. She decided to finish me off, in a piston-like fervor and made me cum deep inside of her, riding the entire length of my shaft, from the head to the hilt. I quivered, ejaculated my seed and ascended from the material world, becoming one with the ethereal realm of sexual fulfillment.

Gradually, I returned to the moment. She dismounted me and lay beside me.

"Tell me you'll do anything I tell you to do," she said, familiarly.

"I will do any and everything you tell me to do. You are unbelievable. The best lover I've had in my life."

"Good," she said. And she ...