Free Story – Maid to Order

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The maid had found a peephole in the wall, and when her two lesbian employers took the pretty plumber into their bedroom, the maid went straight to the hole to watch

            Before I get into this, I’d like to clarify something: Feather is my real first name. I have three siblings with exotic names as well. Our parents believed in giving us unusual names.

            I am a black woman. Though I’m 50 years old, I look 30. I stand 5’10” and have a 38D-26-38 body. And it is a healthy body.

            I’m a maid for Casey and Regina. They live in the country. They, too, are stacked, gorgeous ladies, though they’re both in their thirties. Casey stands about 5’4″, and short, cropped, dark hair frames her cute-as-a-button face. She has a 38-24-35 shape, and her tits are gorgeous and real. Regina is about 5’7″. She has brown hair that hangs to her upper back, and like Casey she is stacked. I’d say she’s 38-25-36.

            Neither of them cares for small-breasted girls. I’ve watched them love each other and other girls. Never have I seen them with a girl with less than a 36D cup. Never! They love big tits. I assume that’s why they hired me.

            Recently their septic tank was acting up, so they called a plumber. He came out with a crew, one of whom was a girl. And my two employers were smitten with lust. Can’t say as I blame them. She had flaming red hair to the middle of her back, green eyes, sensuous pink lips, and so much tit she couldn’t stop the jiggling when she moved.

            The crew had to dig a little to get to the tank. They started with a backhoe. The redheaded doll, Jeannie, was standing at the edge of the hole when one of the forks of the hoe punctured the tank. She got sprayed with a large spurt of filth.

            Casey and Regina were watching. They had made lemonade for the crew, hoping for a chance to talk to Jeannie.

            When she got sprayed, they rushed to her side and steered her inside. I followed. Being the maid, I figured I would have something to do, like the laundry.

            To my surprise, they both shooed me away. As they stripped Jeannie naked and took her into the bathroom to shower, Casey said she would do the laundry.

            I went to the study, which is adjacent to their bedroom. Dusting one day, I had found a peephole. Now, I’m married and always considered myself straight, but the heat of these two girls has gotten me wanting pussy badly. Many has been the time I have watched them freak and my pussy has ached to feel the touch of another girl.

            My husband knows it. He doesn’t mind. He figures when I do get some pussy, it will just mean more for him. And he’s right. But I digress.

            I had my chair pulled up. I already knew I would be furiously frigging my clit, so I stripped my pantyhose off. When I heard muffled voices from the next room, I put my eye to the hole.

            Regina was toweling off Jeannie. She stood there, legs parted, and let Regina pat her thighs dry. As she moved up, she wasted no time. While she patted her butt dry, she kissed Jeannie’s meaty pussy.

            Jeannie gasped. She must have known it was going to happen. Why else would she have been taken naked to their bedroom? Her hands went to Regina’s hair and pulled her closer. My own hand found its way between my spread thighs and to my swelling clit.

            Regina put her hands on Jeannie’s hips and pulled her down, seating her on the bed. In a New York minute, Regina was naked and lying between Jeannie’s parted thighs. Her face disappeared between those firm, shapely legs, and she eagerly started licking at that exquisite pussy. The pubes on Jeannie’s mons were sparse but quite red. The flesh of her pussy was a hot pink, it was so enflamed with lust.

            My clit was throbbing as I watched Regina’s long, slender, pink tongue dip between Jeannie’s pussy-lips. With each lap of her tongue, Jeannie gasped and bucked her hips up, wanting more of Regina’s hungry oral organ.

            I felt my own breath coming in short, ragged gasps as I neared an orgasm of my own. Jeannie lifted her right breast and was licking and sucking at the swollen nipple as Regina shot her tongue into the depths of her hot, quivering pussy. Her head bobbed slightly with each stroke of her tongue. Jeannie’s pussy-lips gaped open by this time. But Regina’s tongue kept making those sexy, meaty lips spread with each entry into her folds.

            I bit my tongue as a hot orgasm shot into my loins. My clit spasmed, and the sudden jolt of pleasure jerked my eye away from the peephole.

            Gritting my teeth, I groaned as I felt the release of frustrations flood out of my pussy.

            When I caught my breath I took another peek. I don’t normally get off that quickly. But for some reason the eager and willing Jeannie made it all that much better for me.

            She was alone, though. I learned later Regina had gone to cook her something to eat. Again, this would normally be my job. But when they entertain, they go all out to cater to whoever the girl is, which is fine by me. It means I get paid to masturbate instead of work. Who am I to argue with that?

            Jeannie’s hand went to her pussy. She slipped a couple of fingers into her sopping crease and pistoned them in and out slowly for a minute or so. As she pulled them out and stuck them in her mouth, I heard a second voice.

            Within seconds a naked Casey appeared. Jeannie smiled up at her. Casey wasted no time and lay between Jeannie’s thighs. This time Jeannie wanted some herself. As Casey started to nuzzle Jeannie’s clit, Jeannie stopped. She said something and Casey repositioned herself so they were ready to 69.

            And they went at each other like they were the last two people on the planet!

            I couldn’t see Jeannie licking Casey’s pussy, but that didn’t matter that much. I had seen Casey licked, kissed, nibbled, sucked, and fucked aplenty. I know full well what her pussy looks like in the throes of ecstasy. But I did see Casey lower her haunches so Jeannie could have an easier time of it.

            As Jeannie buried her face in Casey’s well-trimmed muff, Casey stabbed her tongue against Jeannie’s clit. Like a dart, she snaked that delightful tongue in and out of her mouth and flicked the tip of it against Jeannie’s swollen pink clit.

            One thing I do love to see is a big-titted girl’s breasts dangling free. Casey’s nipples were squashed against Jeannie’s abdomen. But they moved as she moved, caressing Jeannie’s belly as she rocked with the movement of her head.

            While she feverishly licked Jeannie’s quivering clit, Casey propped herself up on her right elbow. This allowed her tits to jiggle a little more freely.

            I slipped two fingers into my soaked pussy and started to piston them in and out as Casey brought her right hand up to Jeannie’s pussy. She started with one finger, inserting it to the knuckle in her pussy as she continued to fire that tongue against her clit.

            Jeannie went through the roof. Her hips bucked violently, and she cried and moaned as her pussy reddened with the heat inside her.

            I felt myself ready to erupt again when I heard “Ahem!” behind me. I froze as Regina circled around me.

            My maid’s-uniform skirt was well up on my hips. My legs were spread wide, and two fingers were buried in my pussy. She looked me up and down. With a smile she asked, “Is this what we pay you for? To peep on us and masturbate?”

            I was so embarrassed I didn’t know what to say. The truth came tumbling out before I could stop myself. “Well, yes, it is,” I said, astounded at myself for saying it.

            I had to cover my ass. Figuratively, that is. “When you girls get busy, there is usually nothing for me to do. I found this hole long ago and…well? I’ve been doing this for about a year and a half now.”

            A big grin spread across Regina’s face. “Well, I wish you would have said something before this,” she said. “You wanna taste me, or would you like me to finish you off?”

            Without any hesitation I replied, “Oh god, finish me off! Pleeeeeease?”

            Before she did, she removed the bathrobe she had on. Kneeling before me, she kissed my pussy, softly first. It was like a dam had burst inside me. Spasms of orgasmic pleasure started to shoot through me instantly. I had never been touched like that by a woman before. I had been watching it up close and personal for a while and was wanting it badly. Now that I was caught as a peeper and was getting it, I came repeatedly as Regina lapped at my pussy and clit for a good 20 minutes.

            When I was spent, she helped me from the chair, and I sat on the floor. She sat in the chair, spread her legs wide, and offered me her pussy.

            I didn’t hesitate. It came naturally to me, too. I figured I would just eat her as I like to be eaten. And I was ravenous. Eagerly I darted my tongue into her and stroked the hot inner pink flesh of her pussy, slowly sliding my tongue up one side and down the other.

            I felt my crotch heating up yet again as I licked my first pussy. As I tried to lick up all her juices, I furiously finger-fucked my own pussy.

            I came again as she lifted her ass off the chair and shoved her pussy against my mouth. She moaned and gasped with short, raspy breaths as she came against my mouth and nose. Her scent was enough to make anyone horny!

            After that, I needed more. I’d come a few times but was still aching for satisfaction.

            But they did have a guest, and Regina wanted to feed her. We dressed. Well, I pulled my skirt down and stuffed my pantyhose in my purse. She donned the robe again. She sent me downstairs and told me to look like I was busy.

            Easier said than done. My pussy was wanting more.

            As Casey and Jeannie and Regina came downstairs, I thought about my husband: He would know. I had no intention of washing the pussy-juice from my face. I wanted him to smell it.

            After my employers fed Jeannie, she dressed. She did have a job to do, even if most of it had already been done by now by the rest of the crew. When she left, Regina said, “Feather found the little hole we made for her.”

            Casey brightened. “Ohhhhhh? And what do you think?” she asked me.

            “I think I must be bisexual. I do have a husband, you know. And he will know about this. Don’t worry, though. He’s been hoping I’d get involved with you. He figures he can get some too, if I do.”

            “Well, he’s right,” Casey said matter-of-factly. “We like a good hard cock, too, once in a while.”

            “And we’ve both always wanted to feel a big black one,” Regina added.

            “Ummmmmmmm…. He’s not black,” I told them. “Woody is white. But don’t worry. His nickname is ‘Woody’ for a reason. I don’t call him that for nothing.”

            He would be damn glad to hear this news. He picks me up from work here and sees Casey and Regina nearly every day. He gets a woody every time he lays eyes on them. And I have a feeling I’m going to love seeing his cock in another girl’s pussy, too.