Bang Maid [MF]

One of the things we discovered over the last couple of years, during our dead bedroom recovery, is that Emily loves dressing up in the bedroom. It gives her a nice confidence boost & to be honest I like what I see, too. What started with a single, sexier-than-normal, nightie has grown over the last 18 months or so into a moderate collection of lingerie, body stockings & a couple of costumes.

One night, we were watching random porn videos while we were fooling around (as you do) & one popped up involving a maid being seduced by a married couple. We didn’t have a maid costume & I saw how Emily’s eyes lit up when she saw the actress’s outfit, so of course I ordered one. Yes… I have very little impulse control.

Come to the day it arrived, Emily was excited. When she got home from work, she grabbed the parcel & practically skipped up the stairs. I remained downstairs to give her the space to check out the costume & make sure the fit was right. After a short while, I heard her calling for “Sir” from the top of the stairs.

I went to the bottom of the stairs & looked up…

Emily was standing there in the new outfit & she looked better than I’d hoped. It was a typical (stereotypical?) french maid style. She’d decided to forgo wearing a bra, so the top was struggling to contain her 34KK tits (which is a common occurrence, to be fair) & the skirt was obscenely short, barely covering her bum. It was obvious that she’d also decided not to wear panties. I was pleased to see she’d added her thigh high stockings to the ensemble. She made some coy poses for me as I looked up at her, dumbfounded.

“Would you like to inspect my work, sir?” She asked with a sweet smile. I merely nodded in response & began to ascend as she sauntered off to the bedroom.

When I caught up to Emily, she was bending over the bed, fussing over the duvet & pretending to straighten it out.

She tried to stand up straight, but I applied slight pressure to her lower back & she remained bent over.

“I’m afraid to say that the quality of your work has fallen short of expectations, Emily. I may have to let you go.”

“Oh no! Please, sir… I need this job. I’ll do better, I promise.” I could hear the amusement in her voice as she played along.

I ran my hand over her barely covered backside. “Perhaps we can work something out…”

“Please… I’ll do anything…” Emily slowly wiggled against my hand.

I administered a quick slap to her bum cheek, eliciting a small yelp. She wasn’t expecting that. I smiled & helped her up straight. I cupped her chin & kissed her gently. Then I guided her to lay on her back on the bed as I moved to her side. I removed my clothes & leaned in for another kiss as my hand stroked its way down her body to under the outfits skirt.

I began to touch her soaking wet pussy (she REALLY likes dressing up). Emily let put a quiet moan as she turned her head to the side facing my hardening dick & opened her mouth. Taking the hint, I slid into her waiting mouth as I continued my ministrations between her legs.

My free hand found its way to the back of Emily’s head, taking a light grip of her hair, as I held her head still & started to slide in & out of her mouth.

Emily started moaning as my fingers brought her close to her first orgasm, sending pleasurable vibrations along my dick.

Suddenly, her eyes went wide and she clamped her legs together as she climaxed. I pulled out of her mouth & released my hold on her head as she lay getting her breath back.

Retrieving my now-wet hand from between Emily’s legs, I moved down to the end of the bed, where I had a great view of her soaked pussy. I was torn. I badly wanted to dive headfirst in there & lap up all her wetness… but would it be appropriate for the roleplay? Fuck it.

I crouched down, prising her legs open wider, & administered a long lick from the bottom of her glistening opening up to her clit. Emily sighed & arched her back. I licked again. And again. Slowly. Deliberately.

She began to squirm. Oh no, my love. You’re not getting away. I locked my arms around her thighs, holding her in place. I returned to licking, as her breathing quickened again, & her hands found their way to the sides of my head. It was my turn to be held in place, as Emily began to grind her way to another orgasm against my face & eager tongue.

Emily’s moans gave way to more vocal expressions as she got closer & closer to her next climax.

“That’s it… just there… don’t stop… I’m so close…”

She seemed to be talking more to herself than me. Tighter & tighter she gripped me as her movements became more intense. Finally, Emily climaxed with a deep groan before releasing me & laying there gasping again. That must have been a strong one.

Emily is not a squirter, but my face was drenched in her sweet juices. I gently kissed her thighs as she recovered.

When I thought she’d had enough time, I grabbed her thighs & pulled her towards the edge of the bed. Knowing what was coming (no pun intended), Emily opened her kegs ready to accept me & started slowly rubbing her clit, smiling as she stared into my eyes.

I paused for a moment, taking in the view. I’ve always thought my wife was sexy, but seeing her laying there pleasuring herself while wearing that outfit… well… that was something else. Snapping out of my reverie, I moved forward & guided myself into her wet & waiting pussy.

I pushed in slowly & Emily moaned & arched her back in response. Keeping the same slow pace, I pulled back & pushed in again. I went to do it again, but she stopped me.

“Stop teasing & fuck me!”

With a smirk, I picked up the pace until I was slamming into her, the motion causing her large tits to bounce so much that they threatened to escape from the confines of the maid outfit.

Emily locked her legs behind my waist, limiting my motion, but pulling me deeper. She was getting getting more vocal, too, moans giving way to louder exclamations (and expletives) as she slipped a hand between us & started vigorously rubbing her clit as she zeroed in on another orgasm. Soon enough, she pulled me in as tight as she could, arching again and grabbing for my arms with her free hand as she came.

We stayed locked together like that for a minute or so as she recovered her breath, before I leaned down & gave her a kiss, allowing her to taste herself on my lips. She smiled & released me.

I withdrew & helped Emily to her feet. She went to embrace me, but instead I span her around so she was facing the bed. She knew I wanted her from behind, so she obligingly bent over.

As she assumed the position, I slid in behind her. I gave her a few gentle pumps to get her used to me being inside her again, then I grabbed onto her waist & picked up the pace until I was pounding into her. Emily began wailing as I railed her, knowing that I would not be lasting too much longer as the combined effect of the position & the view of her backside can push me over the edge quite easily.

While pounding away, I moved my hands up from her waist & indicated I wanted her to raise her upper body from the bed. As she did so, I reached forward & yanked her top down, releasing her tits & making them bounce freely. She knew what was about to go down & started bouncing her ass back against me in time with my thrusts.

“That’s it… fuck me… harder… give me your cum… I want you to cover my tits…”

She knew what she was doing. I could feel myself on the verge of release, so with a quick spank I pulled out. Emily quickly span round & dropped to her knees, pushing her tits together as well as she could as I stood over stoking my way to my orgasm.

“Cum for me… cum ON me… mark me as yours…”

That was it. With a groan, my long awaited release arrived as I unloaded rope after rope over Emily’s tits.

“So… can I keep my job, Sir?”

I’d forgotten about that little roleplay…

“I think this new arrangement will work, Emily. You can stay.”

With that, I collapsed on the bed & left the maid to clean herself up.

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