French Maid

[w...@why.not]

FRENCH MAID
Written for Lois Daniele
By: Ric Carlson

He paid no attention to her as she entered the room. He was used to the help
being around him while he worked. He paid all of them well enough to do their
work without bothering him. The maid would simply clean the room and then
leave.

Her perfume smelled different today, more like that of a young woman then
someone who was fifty years old. This caused him to look up. In front of him
was a very goodlooking woman, about 30 years old with a great body. She was
wearing a maids outfit with a hem that allowed an ample view of her legs. Her
breasts were held tightly within the top which was cut to push her breasts up,
exposing the tops of them to him. Looking at her, he felt his cock start to
harden within his pants.

"Where's Pat?" he asked. "She's sick today, sir. I'm her niece, Lois. She
asked me to fill in for her. I hope you don't mind?" "No, I don't mind. I
have to stay here while you work though, please try not to disturb me." he
said. He was thinking that he would really like was to fuck her instead of
working. It was a good thing he was behind the desk. His cock was hard now,
straining against the fabric of his pants. "I won't bother you sir" she said
as she started to clean the room.

There was a large wall to wall book case directly in front of his desk. With a
smile, he said "there is a lot of dust on the bookcase. Please make sure you
clean all of the books. You can use the ladder to reach the top." He knew
she would have stretch to reach the top shelf. He started to look forward to
seeing her ass as she stretched out while cleaning. Her dress was too short
to cover her while she was up there.

She moved to the bookcase. As she walked, he noticed how slim her legs were.
It looked like she used them a lot. "You have very nice legs. Do you run?"
"No, sir, I lift weights for exercise. I do a couple of different things for
my legs. My favorite type of exercise is squatting with weights on my
shoulders. This helps me keep my legs in shape. I'm glad you think they're
nice." She knew how great her legs looked. She also thought of how good
squatting was for her. Especially if there was a hot cock for her to squat
down on. Should she tell him that? No, she thought. He was not paying her
to tell him what she liked. He was paying her and he wanted her to clean the
bookcase, not fuck him.

She started cleaning the middle shelves first. He was not working now. His
hand was under the desk, rubbing his cock as he watched her. He wondered what
she was wearing under her dress. He thought of the stories he had read of
French Maids as he was growing up. Was she wearing panties? Did she have a
garter belt on? She was wearing white stockings. He hoped they were not
panty hose. He imagined they would be stockings, attached to a garter. He
hoped for thin white silk panties, thin enough that he would be able to see
the outline of her pussy.

Looking up, he noticed that she was cleaning some of the higher shelves now.
As she reached up, her dress moved up exposing her ass. She was wearing a
garter best. Underneath it was a pair of panties that left most of her ass
uncovered. The site of her almost made his cum as he let out a slow moan. He
quickly coughed and moved some papers on his desk to cover his sounds. He
wondered if she heard him. Since she kept on working, he didn't think so.

She knew what she was doing. She had dressed to capture his attention. She
was sure she had heard him moan just now. What man wouldn't if he was looking
at her ass. Each time she lifted her arms, she felt the cheeks of her ass
being exposed. The panties she had on barely covered her. They disappeared
between the crack of her ass and did not reappear again until they came to her
pussy. Right now they were very wet in the top of her hand and the heat from
her wet pussy felt very good. She slid a finger down across her clit and
buried it in her cunt. She leaned back against the wall and lifted her leg to
a chair to allow her finger to slide deeper into her. She closed her eyes and
imagined him fucking her as her finger slid in and out of her hot cunt. She
was almost ready to cum when the coffee pot began to whistle, forcing her to
stop. If she did not turn it off, someone else might come in and find her
like this. She wouldn't mind if it was him, but she didn't know who else was
in the house.

Thank god she left the room, he thought as he got up. He had to undo his
pants to move his cock around. Looking at her had made him so hard that his
cock had become jammed in the folds of his pants. He walked around the room,
breathing slowly, trying to will his cock to get soft. Just as it started to
get a little softer, she came back into the room.

"Here is your coffee, sir. There is sugar and cream on the tray." She
thought of what type of cream she would like right now. "Is there anything
else I can get for you?". "No he said, nervously picking up the coffee. You
can go on cleaning." Looking at the bulge of his cock, she knew exactly what
she wanted to clean. "Will you hold the ladder while I do the top shelves?"
she asked. There was no way he could evade me now, she thought. "Ok" he
said. "But the ladder slants out too far. I will have to stand in front of
it while you are on it." Moving to the ladder, he placed himself between it
and the bookcase. He held it as she started to climb. He thought she would
only go up two or three steps, placing her stomach directly in front of his
face. He was pleasantly surprised when she kept climbing until her pussy was
directly in front of him. As she reached up, her dress rose up to expose her
pussy to him. He could see that she was very wet. She was so close to his
face that he could smell the sweet fragrance of her pussy. He had trouble
holding the ladder steady as his cock created a tent in the crouch of his
pants. He had to fuck this woman.

She looked down and saw what was happening to him. "Are you all right sir?",
she asked him. "Is there anything I can do for you?", she asked, knowing the
answer. She moved her pussy closer to his face as she asked, "would you like
to taste my pussy?". "Yes", he responded. He could think of nothing else to
say. "Don't move until I tell you to" she told him. "If you do everything I
say, you can fuck me. If you do not, I will leave and you will have to take
care of your hardon in your own way. Is that understood?" "I will do
whatever you tell me if you will let me fuck you." he said. While he stood
there, looking at her pussy, she reached down and pulled her panties up,
forcing them between the lips of her pussy. With her hand, she slowly stroked
the piece of silk hidden within the soft folds, parting them each time her
fingers moved up and down. She was so wet, the juices seemed to be dripping
out of her cunt. "Take your cock out of your pants, and play with it." she
told him. She warned him not to cum as he started to unzip his pant and take
his cock in his hand. She looked down as him as he slowly stroked the hot
shaft of meat. She watched the head as it disappeared each time his hand
moved the loose skin over it. She wondered how long he could keep it up
before he came. Watching him, made her wetter. Her finger found it's way
behind the folds of her panties and into her pussy. She was finger fucking
herself right in front of his. She made sure her finger was covered with her
cunt juice. Taking it out of her, she placed it in front of him. "Would you
like to taste it?" she asked, offering her finger to him. "Please" he
whispered as he opened his outh to accept her finger. Closing his lips around
it, he tasted the sweet juice from her pussy. He moved his mouth back and
forth, taking her finger in and then releasing it. He timed the movements to
the took his cum covered cock in his hand and slowly started to stroke it. She
watched it get harder. Thinking of how it would feel inside her caused her to
shiver. "Come over to this side of the ladder." she told him. "And don't you
stop jacking off." As he moved, he said "if I don't stop, I'm going to cum
again. I can't control myself. Please let me stop for just a few seconds."
He didn't like being told what to do, but he found this woman exciting and he
knew he would not stop unless she told him to. She wanted his cock in her
mouth the next time he came. "You can stop moving your hand, but don't let
go. I want you to keep your cock hard for me."

She slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them without getting off
the ladder. Then, she lifted her right leg up one rung on the ladder to create
enough room for what she had in mind. "Put your head up here, in front of my
pussy." The ladder was wide enough to allow him to rest against it. He was
able to slide his head up between her legs, stopping with his mouth directly
in front of her pussy. Her cunt was wet, glistening with her juice. Her
scent overwhelmed him. If he had still been stroking his cock, he would have
cum, just smelling her pussy. He was so close to cumming, he squeezed his
cock hard to make sure he didn't.

"Do you want to eat my pussy?" she asked him. "Would you like to fuck me with
your tongue, make me cum on your face?" As he said "yes", she moved her hips
forward, pinning him against the ladder, placing her pussy directly over his
mouth. "Fuck me." she told him. "Use your tongue to get me off." Her pussy
completely covered his mouth. He could only breath through his nose. Each
breath filled him with the smell of her, made it harder to control his cock.
Even thought she told him not to, he wasn't sure he could keep himself from
cumming. His cock was so hard, straining for release. He realized that his
hand was stroking it again, involuntarily, bringing him closer to the moment
when his cum would shoot from his hot shaft.

She knew how close he was to cumming but really didn't care. The fact that he
was trying to fight it was what was important to her. He was the type of man
who thought he was always in control. She controlled him now. The mirrors in
the room allowed her to see the proof of his manhood. His cock was very hard.
She could see it twitching in his hands. She saw how red it had gotten when
he squeezed it, trying not to cum. That he was fighting the pleasures his
body craved, the pleasure her body was giving to him, was important to her.
If she was right, he would cum again, soon. She knew how good her pussy
smelled, how good it tasted. No man could control himself with her pussy so
close to his face. She stopped thinking of him and concentrated on how her
body felt as she felt his tongue parting the lips of her pussy, finding it's
way inside her body. She spread her legs as far as she could to allow him
deeper access to her. "Move your tongue faster, make me cum." she told him.
Her command made him work faster. Her pussy was completely covering his
mouth. He could only breath through his nose. This caused him to take
quicker, shorter breaths as his tongue darted in and out of her pussy. His
hot breath fell directly on her clit, exciting her even more. She started
moving her hips slightly, not enough to release him, just enough to let his
mouth slide up and down her pussy. Her movements caused his nose to slide
between the soft folds of her pussy, rubbing her clit each time it did. She
had to time herself, allowing him to breath. The feeling of her clit sliding
under his nose was unique. It was pressed down, only to expand again into the
opening of his nose. It was just like fucking him. She liked this.

His tongue had not stopped moving. She was so wet that her juice was flowing
out of her, directly into his mouth. She felt it each time as he stopped to
swallow. Each time he did so, his lips closed, creating a of his hand. She
was on the verge of cumming now. She had to fight the demands her body was
making. She had to hold off until he came. When she thought she would lose
to the needs of her own body, she felt him tense as a stream of cum shot from
his cock. His hand kept stroking his cock, pumping the white liquid from his
body. This was what she was waiting for, actually, what her body was waiting
for. Her own orgasm had started from all parts of her body, building and
concentrating all the feelings of pleasure at one point near her pussy. The
orgasm was intense and swift as she crushed her pussy against his mouth,
against his still moving tongue, releasing her cum to him as wave after wave
of ecstasy crashed through her body.

After the orgasms stopped and her breathing had returned to normal, she lifted
her pussy from his face and stepped down to the floor. "Don't move" she told
him. "I have a surprise for you." She reached up and undid the buttons on
his shirt, kissing his chest as she did so. She had him lean forward so she
could remove the shirt. Next, she removed his pants, exposing the full length
of his cock to her. Reaching into the small pockets on her dress, she removed
four straps. Using these, she tied his hands and feet to the ladder. Making
sure he was comfortable, she knelt in front of him and took his cock in her
hands. It was soft now and covered with his cum. She gently squeezed the soft
flesh between her fingers, stroking it lightly as she did. His cock started
to respond to her hands, twitching in them as she felt it starting to grow for
her. She placed the tip of it against her lips and slid her tongue out to
meet it. Turning her head sideways, she slid her tongue along the entire
length of his shaft and under his balls. By now, he was very hard. Cupping
his balls, she took each one in her mouth, sucking on them very gently. This
caused him to let out a very soft moan, confirming the pleasure she was giving
him.

She moved her mouth back up the hot shaft while she continued to play with his
balls. Even though he had just cum, his cock was jumping up and down each
time her lips touched it. She was sure that he was very close to cumming
again. This time, she would have his cock in her mouth when the cock juice
squirted from him. She would play with him as long as she could, prolonging
the pleasure he was feeling. She felt how wet her pussy was as she reached
down to play with herself. She only needed one hand to play with his cock.

Parting her lips, she took only part of his cockhead in her mouth. She ran
her tongue around it and slipped it between the small slit at the end. She
could taste the cum that was still in him from the previous orgasms. She
thought of how good he would taste when he came in her mouth this time. She
moved her lips down, over the smooth ridge at the base of his cockhead,
sucking hard as she did so. Her sucking caused his cock to grow harder in her
mouth. She could feel the veins pumping the make him harder for her. Her
fingers were on her pussy now. She was moving them back and forth across the
entire length of her pussy, starting at her clit, slipping in between the pink
folds of skin leading to the hot receptive hole between her legs. She buried
her fingers deep inside her cunt, wishing there was a way she could prolong
the feeling of something sliding into her. When she could go no further, she
started to slide them out, putting pressure against the top of the rippling
walls as she did so. She continued to move her hand as her fingers came out
of her pussy, tracing back up along the folds of her pussy lips until she felt
the hardness of her clit. She spread her fingers slightly, allowing it to
slide between them. She couldn't decide what felt better, something rubbing
her clit or, sliding in and ut of her pussy. She was glad she did not have to
settle for one or the other. Right now, she thought, she could have both as
she slid her cheeks of his ass. She firmly rubbed the skin behind his balls,
knowing that his cum would soon follow this path as it shot from him. Her
fingers found the hole she was looking for. As she pressed her finger against
him, she felt his prick move violently in her mouth. Knowing he was very
close to cumming, she pressed her finger hard against his ass, sliding it
entire length inside his body as his ass tightened around it. She started
moving in and out of him, timing her movements to both her lips on his cock
and the fingers fucking her pussy. She felt him cumming even before the cum
entered her mouth. She felt it with her fingers as it traveled along the
inside of his body, following the trail along the underside of his cock and
squirting out of him, filling her mouth. As she fought to keep his cock in
her mouth, while swallowing his cum, she kept fucking him with her fingers.
This seemed to make him cum again, as if he were having a multiple orgasm.
She didn't care what it was, as long as she could feel him in her mouth.

Her fingers had not stopped playing with her pussy. She was waiting only for
him to finish before she allowed her pussy to contract tightly around her
fingers as the flood gates of her body opened, releasing her own juices as she
was overcome with an orgasm of her own.

When her body stopped shaking, she stood up and released him. "I hope you
enjoyed that sir" she said as she picked up her panties and retrieved the
straps she had used to bind him. "I liked it very much, especially the
surprise ending." he responded as he walked to the desk and picked up an
envelope containing $500.00. Giving it to her, he asked, "Can you come as a
teacher next week?" "Should I bring a ruler for bad boys?" she asked as she
walked out the door.

[w...@why.not]

French Maid
by Ric Carlson
Written for Lois Daniele

pussy. Right now they were very wet in front. She knew he was hard. His
hand had been under the desk ever since she entered the room. There was a
mirror in the corner. He did not know that she could see him in it. She had
seen him looking at her as she lifted her arms. She saw him shift in his
seat. She imagined how hard his cock had gotten while looking at her. She
had to find a way to get him up from the desk. She wanted to see the bulge in
his pants.

"Sir, I'm ready to clean the top shelves now. Could you hold the ladder for
me? I'm afraid it might fall.". She was also afraid that he might not get up
since his cock was so hard. "I'm kind of busy right now, can you wait a few
minutes? I have to finish this letter." Shit, he thought, I can't let her
see me this way. "Will you please go get me a cup of coffee" he asked. That
would get her out of the room. "I should be done by the time you get back."
Damn, she thought as she left the room.

She was getting very horny thinking of him. While she was waiting for the
water to boil, she lifted her dress and slid her hand down inside her panties.
She was very wet. The feeling of the wet silk cooling on the top of her hand

whispered as he opened his mouth to accept her finger. Closing his lips

around it, he tasted the sweet juice from her pussy. He moved his mouth back
and forth, taking her finger in and then releasing it. He timed the movements

to the stroking of his cock. He was losing it, forgetting where he was. His
hand was moving faster and faster on his cock, pumping it, making it bigger.
He continued to suck on her finger as he jacked himself off. She was not
stopping him..

She had not planned to let him cum. She was going to stop him before he lost
control. But watching him was turning her on more. While he was sucking on
her finger, she moved her other hand to her pussy, burying two fingers within
her. She rested against the ladder, fucking herself as she watched him. She
was so hot. She knew it would not take long to get herself off. Watching him
would only make her cum faster. She hoped she would be able to outlast him.
Looking down on him, she could see that the head of his cock was pulsing with
each stroke of his hand. There were already small drops of cum clinging to the
small slit. His breathing was becoming fast and erratic as his hand pumped
his shaft faster and faster. "I'm CUMMING" he screamed as the white liquid
squirted out of his cock, pushed by the uncontrolled contractions within his
body. She wished she had been in a position to take him in her mouth as he
came. She wanted to taste his cum. The site of him cumming was all she
needed to drive her past the point of no return. Her finger was moving faster
now, burying themselves deep in her hot cunt with each stroke. She grabbed
the ladder to keep from falling just as her body was rocked by an orgasm.

It took a moment for her to recover. She knew she was just starting. He had
not moved from under the ladder. He stood there looking at her pussy which
was dripping with her cum. He had let go of his cock, which was still
semi-hard. "Did I tell you to stop playing with yourself?". He responded,
"No, you didn't. I came, so I thought I was done.". She screamed at him,
"Your not done, until I say so. I want to see that thing hard again. Keeping
stroking it until I tell you to stop. You better not cum again unless I tell
you to." She was satisfied as he took his cum covered cock in his hand and

swallow. Each time he did so, his lips closed, creating a suction on her
pussy. She was close to cumming now. She was enjoying the feeling of his
tongue inside her. It was just long enough to reach inside her pussy and
touch one of the most sensitive locations in her body.

He could not believe what she was doing. She was moving her body, completely
covering his face. He had to time his breathing to her. He felt her clit
sliding across his nose. Each time he breathed, he was completely overcome
with the scent of her cunt. It was like inhaling pure sex. The juice from
her cunt was flowing directly into his mouth. She tasted very good. His body,
needing release was quivering, completely out of his control. His hand
started stroking his cock, pumping it each time his tongue entered her pussy.
The feeling started in his groin, a tingling that spread across his balls as
the twitching of his cock increased. He had no control now, he was going to
cum no matter what he did. He stroked himself faster, speeding up the flow of
cum from his balls, causing his body to jerk violently as the white hot cum
erupted from the end of his cock, arching up and away from his body. He was
not conscious of what his tongue was doing while his body was in the grip of
his own orgasm. He was brought back to reality as her pussy was crushed
against his face and a flood of hot, sweet juice was released into his mouth.

She felt the movement of his body. She knew he had lost control of his
ability to keep from cumming. She watched him as his hand started moving up
and down his cock. She hoped his hand felt as good for him as his tongue did
within her. She knew how close he was to cumming. His hand was moving faster
now, pushing the skin of his cock up over the head, burying it in it's own
warmth. It would not be much longer before she would replace his hand with
her own hot lips. His tongue was moving faster now, ramming itself deeper
into her pussy, matching the movements of his hand. She was on the verge of

her clit or, sliding in and out of her pussy. She was glad she did not have

to settle for one or the other. Right now, she thought, she could have both

as she slid her hand forward to repeat the process again. She would continue
to do this until he came. She knew from past experiences that the taste of
his cum, filling her mouth, would make her cum again.

She returned her attention to his cock. He was so close to cumming that he
was trying to fuck her mouth. She bid down gently, causing him to stop. She
was in control, she would make him cum when she was ready, not before. His
cock tasted so good in her mouth. She moved her head forward slowly, taking
his entire length in her mouth. She was glad she had learned how to let a
cock slide down her throat without causing her to gag. She knew how great the
tightness of her throat felt on his cock. She could feel the head as it
throbbed in the back of her mouth. Opening her mouth further, she extended her
tongue and licked down between his balls. As she started to let him slide out
of her mouth, she used her lips to grasp the loose skin that surrounded him,
pulling it up over the head on his cock as he slid out of her mouth. She did
not let the entire length of his cock slide past her lips. She stopped moving
just as she felt the thickness of it's head start to slide between her lips.
When she felt this, she released the hold her lips had on his cock skin. She
felt this slide out, across her lips as his cock stayed within her mouth. She
continued sucking him this way, sometimes moving very fast, sometimes very
slow. He was breathing faster now and trying to control the movement of his
cock as she fucked him with her mouth. He was very close to cumming. She
could feel the contraction within his body each time his entire cock was in
her mouth and her lips were against his body. She had been finger fucking her
self and was ready to cum. She had one surprise left for him. She knew he
would cum when he felt what she was going to do to him.

Reaching down to her pussy she covered her other hand with her cunt juice,
making sure her fingers were very slippery. She reached up and rubbed his
balls, letting her fingers slide behind them, toward the cheeks of his ass.