After months of our usual routine – while the wife is away, making a mess, getting fucked by the husband – it was a regular Tuesday morning. The husband bent me over the desk in his study and parted my tight, throbbing pussy and pushed his hard cock into me. He thrusted, I moaned, you know, a typical fuck session for us.
The wife was overseas on a particularly long trip. “I have an idea,” he whispered coyly in my ear. “Follow me.” As he pulled out, he crouched down and flicked his tongue across my clit sending chills through my whole body. We ran up the long winding staircase to his bedroom. Inside, there was a large king sized bed. He took my hands and pulled me up onto it, lifting my shirt over me head and revealing my enormous tits. They began to jiggle, bouncing up and down as he penetrated me.
Suddenly, the front door clicked open. There were footsteps in the hallway, up the stairs, through the bedroom door and the wife walked in on us. At first, we were too busy fucking to notice.
Then, I felt something shift on the bed. The wife was suddenly naked, strateling my face. She was fit with perfect perky c-cup boobs. I looked up at her tight pussy, beautiful and spread open above my face. I reached up and pulled her hips down. My tongue began lapping up her wetness. I liked up and down her lips, circling her clit, nibbling her thighs. She moaned and began to grind against my face. Meanwhile, she leaned over me and began kissing the husband. I could feel the sensation rising in me, faster, harder, I came, bucking and hot.
The wife giggled quietly and said, “I’ve been dreaming of this day for months. Now it’s my turn to finish you off.” She lifted herself off of me and pushed me off to the side. She leaned down and began to lap my juices off her husbands hard, throbbing cock. She took all of him in her mouth and began blowing him. It was such a turn on watching his pleasure that I got up and positioned myself behind her body.
I kissed the wife’s lips and let my tongue graze her pussy. She moaned and pushed her hips into my face. As I moved my tongue up, she moaned harder, starting to shake. My tongue found her perfect, tight, naked asshole, moving in circles around it. Her moaning became louder and her body began to really shake. Before I knew it, my fingers slid into my soaking wet pussy. I began to finger myself while the husband started thrusting his large cock down his wife’s throat.
The tension in the room built as we all came together, shaking and panting from the pleasure. The husband pulled out last minute and sprayed his cum over our tits. The wife sat up and kissed her husband then kissed me and guided my face to kiss his too. We collapsed on the bed and the wife said, “same time tomorrow?” So of course the logical thing to do is to do it again tomorrow and everyday after that.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o3k3i1/my_first_maid_job_part_2_ffm_cheating