Gavin and I were cuddling in bed on a Sunday morning, waiting for Mary, our maid, to bring our breakfast.
“God, you are sexy,” Gavin praised. “Last night was hot. The way you sucked on my cock and played with my balls.”
I giggled and squeezed my arms around his waist. “Thank you, but you make it easy. I love to fondle you, suck you, fuck you.” I slipped my hand down to his rod. I could feel it starting to swell. “Mmmm, and I see you are ready to have me do it again.”
“Amara, Goddess, I want to make love to you, lick you, fuck you all day.” His free hand cupped my breast and kneaded it, then he twisted my perky nipple lightly between two fingers.
“Oh, yessss,” I cried. “I’m so hot for you right now. Mmmm, my pussy aches for you to rub it, but…” I yanked the covers back and got between his legs. I pulled his hard pole into my mouth.
“Ah, Amara. Not too fast. I’ll come without you. Oh, fuck, but that feels good.”
Then I heard Mary’s sweet voice behind me. “Excuse me, Miss. I’ve brought your breakfast.” She wore a traditional French maid’s outfit. She had told me it was a fantasy of hers to wear a French maid’s outfit for her actual working uniform. The sleeves of her white blouse were pulled off of her shoulders. Her long dark hair was pulled into a bun, with a few loose tendrils of hair falling out on the sides. Her almond shaped green eyes looked cat-like as she stared at my lips hovering above Gavin’s cock. She licked her lips. “If you won’t be needing anything else I’ll be going now.”
“NO! I mean…just a minute, Mary.” I looked back to Gavin and raised my eyebrows. He knew what I was asking and said, “My Goddess, need you ask?”
“Mary, stay, join us.”
“Oh, thank you, Miss.” She got on the bed and lay behind me, so her head was under my pussy. Soon I felt her tongue lapping up my juices in languid strokes.
I went to start kissing and sucking Gavin’s cock again, but he slipped out from under me. He leaned toward me, kissed my lips full and hard. “Enjoy this Goddess. I’m going to watch from over here,” he said, as he pulled himself to the far corner of our king size bed.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m very sure.”
I turned around over Mary, so we were in a 69 position. I had never tasted another woman’s pussy, but I was on fire to do so. I peeled her panties down to her knees, revealing her bushy mons. It didn’t look like she trimmed it at all. I stared at her pussy for several moments. It seemed so different from this perspective. Her outer lips were swollen and brownish.
She pushed her hips up toward my face. “Miss?” she whimpered.
“Patience my dear, I want to do this right.” I took my first timid lick of her clit, a small round pink button that barely peeked out at the top of her labia. I licked her a few more times and then stopped and watched in awe as I could see her inner lips push out and moisten like a rose blooming in the morning sun after a light rain.
From the corner of the bed I could hear Gavin’s soft promptings. “That’s right, baby, enjoy her soft pussy. Show her and me how much you like it.” He was stroking his rod, precum oozing from the tip.
With his encouragement I dove in with less inhibition. Sliding my tongue through the full length of her cunt. I blew small puffs of air straight into her center, then drew eights across her pussy lips with my tongue. I noticed her juices were saltier than mine, remembering my sweet taste from when I masturbated for Gavin. Drawing her button into my mouth I lightly sucked on her.
She moaned. “ Oh Miss, that’s wonderful.” Her laps on my clit became faster and harder, sending deep chills though my belly.
I cried out, “Oh God! Oh yes, that’s good! Mmmm…Gavin!”
“Yes, lover, I’m here! Oh, I gotta stop stroking.”
“Gavin! I want you to fuck me.”
“Not yet, baby, let her make you come.”
Mary twirled her tongue around my tiny treasure and highest pleasure zone as she stuck three fingers in my pussy.
I copied her movements. The tingling, the aching, it was building in momentum. It couldn’t be controlled and soon my body shook and convulsed. “Oh yes, oh yeah!” I could barely hold myself up, but I kept up my hard sucking on her clit. I wanted to make her come too.
“Oh Miss! May I come?”
“Yes,” I said, with a mouth full of her pearl. With permission granted, she sighed. Quietly, she came, with soft whimpers and controlled moans.
I don’t think her shudders had even subsided when she slipped her panties up and quickly left the bed. She turned to me. “Thank you, Miss. May I take a break now?”
Knowingly, I nodded. “Yes, Mary, and tell John ‘hello’ for me.”
“Oh Miss, I wasn’t-“
John is my cook and I had noticed how him and Mary talked to each other, with longing eyes and endearing smiles. “Mary, I know you and John are having a fling, but don’t worry about it. Just go and enjoy yourself.”
Mary’s face turned red. “OK, thank you Miss.”
She wasn’t out the door before Gavin grabbed my waist and pushed me onto my back. He entered me hard, his cock hitting my back walls with each precise thrust. “Amara, God, you’re soooo fucking sexy!”
“Fuck me! Gavin!”
“Yes! Lover!”
He rammed into me, his hips hitting mine. He kept his body held up over me so I could see the fire in his eyes. He came with a long hard push into my center. “Oh yes! Fuck, Goddess.”
I enveloped him in my tight warmth. “Oh yes! Fuck, Goddess.”
I scratched his back and pushed my torso into his. He shuddered, then relaxed to the side of me. We held each other tight and lay in silence, catching our breath, for several minutes.
“Can we do that again some time?” I asked.
He laughed. “Need you ask?”
