The Eager Maid

Every morning she appeared in my spacious apartment — the young maid named Alina. But today she showed up wearing a short black dress that barely covered her firm ass, with a white lace apron tied over it. I was sitting in my armchair with a cup of coffee when she dropped to her knees in front of me, those big wet eyes looking up with pure, submissive hunger.

“Master, let me really please you today,” she whispered, her trembling fingers working my belt loose. Her hot little mouth wrapped around my already hard cock without hesitation, her tongue swirling around the head, lapping up the first drops of pre-cum. She sucked me greedily, gagging herself as she took me all the way down her throat, spit running down her chin and dripping onto her tits, which were spilling out of her neckline.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair and started fucking her mouth in earnest, feeling her throat clamp tight around my shaft. She didn’t fight it — she moaned and drooled, taking every inch while I drove deep. When I came, I shot thick cum straight down her throat. She swallowed every last drop, then licked her glossy lips like it was the best thing she’d ever tasted.

But that was only the beginning. She turned around, bent over, and hiked her dress up over her round ass. Reaching back, she spread her cheeks wide, showing me her slick pink pussy and tight little asshole. “Please, Master... take me in both holes,” she begged, voice dripping with need.

I slammed into her hot cunt with one brutal thrust, burying myself to the hilt and pounding her until she screamed through a shaking orgasm. Then, without pulling out, I slid into her tight ass, stretching her to the limit. Alina trembled and came again and again while I fucked her ass hard, finally flooding her guts with another thick load of cum.

When I pulled out, she turned around immediately, took my slick, messy cock in her mouth, and licked it completely clean, staring up at me with grateful, satisfied eyes.