Maid and Her Assistant Pt. 02

I loved the frequent blow jobs I was receiving from Camila. She was a fast learner and Maria had quickly left Camila to attend to me by herself. I guess Maria was happy now to be earning extra money without having to perform the sexual favors herself. I'd no idea what arrangement she'd worked out with Camila, but I expect Maria was pocketing the majority of the payment.

Apparently she was growing accustomed to the salary increase as she offered Camila up for more than just blowjobs for an increased fee. I'd accepted without hesitation.

I stood in my usual spot in the bathroom, fully naked, as I head the primary bedroom suite door click shut softly. Watching in the reflection of the vanity mirror, I saw Camila enter the archway separating the bathroom from the bedroom.

I paused, my eyes widening as I saw that today Camila was not wearing her usual casual workout gear. I turned around to take in the full view.

Camila was wearing an incredibly short pleated plaid skirt. It wrapped around her hips and struggled to cover her pert ass cheeks. She wore a white collared short-sleeved shirt, cropped and tied above her belly button, revealing the smooth golden skin of her stomach. It only had a couple of buttons done, allowing a glimpse of the curves of her breasts. Around her neck she wore a plaid tie matching her skirt, knotted loosely. To top it off, Camila balanced on some incredibly tall heels - they had to be at least 6 inches tall.

I took my time surveying this deliciously naughty school-girl look, my eyes drinking in her 22-year old curves as she stood nervously awaiting my command. My penis immediately began to swell as thoughts of what I'd like to do next cascaded through my mind. I saw Camila's eyes dart to my groin just as my cock rose inexorably to a near-horizontal position.

"We are going to have some fun today," I informed Camila.

I strode to Camila, reaching behind and grabbing a handful of her ass cheek. It was perfectly smooth and round, firm but with enough cushion to grip. My large hand gripped firmly, pulling the girl toward me. My cock was sandwiched between my groin and her belly. I thrust my other hand through the top of her shirt, gliding my palm over the mound of her left breast, caressing her nipple.

"Ooooh!" exclaimed Camila, as I pinched her nipple between two fingers while simultaneously massaging her tit.

My right hand still caressing her ass cheek probed between her thighs, the tips of my fingers finding the entrance to her pussy from the rear. I felt Camila shudder as my finger rubbed her outer labia before gliding between her lips feeling her inner folds.

"Woah!". It was my turn to exclaim as I felt her cunt flush, becoming noticeably wet as I touched her.

Even with her sporting 6-inch heels, my six foot height still allowed me to look down on her as I pulled her body against mine, rubbing my cock with her body. Her big brown eyes looked up expectantly, waiting my next move.

"Come with me," I ordered. I grabbed the tie around her neck and moved toward the bedroom. Camila tottered forward, unsteady on her tall stilettos, as I pulled her next to the foot of the bed.

I sat on the edge of the bed, my cock sprouting vertically from between my legs, now pumped full of blood and ready to go. Camila stood before me.

I pulled on her tie to bring her head down towards my crotch.

"Suck it," I commanded.

Camila pitched forward, her hands reaching out to grasp the top of my thighs to maintain her balance. She bent at the waist, taking a wide stance, and lowered her face towards my straining cock. I could feel her warm breath on the head. Camila extended her tongue and gently caressed the head, pressing her tongue flat against the underside and licking around its circumference. She parted her lips and lowered her mouth around my cock. I reveled in the warm caress of her lips and tongue as she began to suck.

"Ohhh yeah, that's it," I said as Camila went to town. She had become quite the expert at sucking cock.

I placed one hand on the back of her head, threading my fingers through her thick brown hair and pushed down, encouraging her to go deeper.

"All the way," I commanded.

Camila dutifully worked her way down my shaft, gurgling as her nose hit my groin and my cock tickled the back of her throat. My hand pulled her hair, her lips sliding back up the length of my cock before I pushed down again, mashing her face against my crotch. I relished the feeling of her mouth and throat enveloping the entire length of my shaft.

With my free hand I reached forward between her legs and found her slippery entrance. Her pussy was waxed bald, not a hair remaining. I extended my finger and rubbed between the folds for her lips, circling her clit and sliding into her vagina.

I felt Camila's body twitch as she reacted to my touch, but she did not miss a beat of her heavenly dick sucking. Camila continued to work her magic, sucking and licking, pressing her tongue powerfully against my cock, bobbing her head rhythmically. My eyes closed as I enjoyed the sounds of her slobbering, my one hand continuing to guide her head, the other probing her wet pussy.

"Fuck that is soo good," I said. "But I've got plans."

As difficult as it was to stop Camila mid-suck, I yanked her hair to pull her head up off my penis, a string of saliva trailing from the tip to her mouth. I wanted to feel her sweet pussy envelop my cock.

I stood up and moved around behind Camila.

"Bend forward," I instructed, pushing against her shoulders.

Camila lowered her upper body to the bed while continuing to stand with feet apart, her plaid skirt riding up revealing the beautifully smooth orbs of her ass. Her puckered asshole was hairless too and the shade of light brown sugar. I bet it tasted just as sweet. Her pink pussy bulged rearwards between her thighs, visibly glistening wet.

I sank down to my knees, gripping each ass cheek, spreading them apart, allowing better access to her sweet holes. I plunged forward, burying my tongue in the folds of her labia, my nose wedged in her butthole, inhaling as I went, savoring the smell of her asshole.

Camila let out a little cry as my powerful tongue probed her cunt, alternating between long strokes from her clit to her ass and other times penetrating as deep as I could into her soaking pussy. My tongue took a detour to her asshole, drawing wet circles around the crinkled folds, diving in, pushing hard to part her tight sphincter.

I moved my hands to grip the tops of her thighs, allowing me to pull her body into my face as I eagerly lapped up her juices. I thrust my tongue powerfully, savoring the taste of her delicious cunt as her wetness and my saliva dripped down her inner thigh.

Camila's high-pitched grunts became more frequent as I tongue-fucked her. She ground her pussy into my face, as she reached between her own legs and furiously rubbed her clit. Suddenly she let out a guttural moan, rising in pitch as her hips bucked.

"Ooooh fuck," she cried as her body shuddered in orgasm. I could feel a gush of wetness against my mouth as she pressed her hips back towards me, bucking wildly.

"Yessss," she cried, vibrating once more before letting her hand drop and slumping onto the bed.

I sat back, wiping a river of juices off my face and chin. My cock throbbed in anticipation, and I could wait no longer to penetrate her tight hole.

I stood up and grabbed each of her wrists, pulling her arms behind her back, pinning both wrists down easily with a single hand. With my free hand I guided the head of my cock to her pink entrance, rubbing it against the opening, coating it with the mix of her juices and my salvia. Sufficiently lubed, I gently pushed my hips forward, parting her outer lips. I continued my forward motion pushing the head of my cock into her tight pussy, before the shaft of my cock was swallowed up by her eager vagina. I sank forward, drawing myself in.

"Oooooh," exclaimed Camila, feeling my meat penetrating deeply. "It feels so big."

Damn, way to make a guy feel good, I thought to myself.

I paused for a moment, my belly pressed against her ass cheeks, savoring the warm wet embrace of her young pussy on my bulging cock, buried to the hilt, savoring the moment of my 51-year-old dick enjoying this 22-year-old cunt.

Still holding her wrists, I drew back, then began to thrust, slowly at first, before picking up the pace. Our bodies smacked together, her ass rippling with each collision, Camila emitting more high pitched squeals. I began to slam harder, my bodyweight pushing her petite body into the bed on every thrust.

I grabbed the tie around her neck with my hand and pulled it towards her wrists, wrapping a single loop around them, pulling it upwards which had the effect of cinching around her neck while pulling her wrists tighter. Camila gasped, turning her head to the side as she felt the tie constrict around her neck and her arms pulled back.

I watched her face begin to redden slightly, a vein protruding her from her forehead as my hips thrust against the backs of her thighs. I could feel my body prepping itself for a climax, my balls tightening, semen churning. Camila's eyes opened wide, as she felt the pressure around her throat, shoulders probably burning now, her body immobilized by my makeshift bondage.

My pace increased as I leaned my body over Camila fully, pounding furiously, grunting as I reveled in a feeling of dominance. Camila's squeals were choked off by the tie, as I could feel my body reaching the point of no return.

My cock erupted, shooting its first rope of hot cum deep into Camila's cunt as I pressed her body into the bed. I continued to thrust, feeling a second pulse of semen, then a third and more, losing track as I worked to expel every last drop of my seed inside her delicious pussy.

I finally let go of the tie, Camila gasping for breath, as I lay on top of her prone body in a post-ejaculate haze, my now deflating cock sliding out of her pussy, chased by a stream of cum, my own chest heaving from the exertion.

Eventually I pushed myself up off her body and stood back, surveying the scene, Camila's body splayed against the bed, her plaid skirt hiked around her waist, the smooth moons of her ass cheeks glistening with sweat and juices, finally her knees buckling as she sank to the floor, my semen running down her leg.

My mind raced, already thinking of what I could do next.