His Birthday

You wake up wrapped around me, you are behind me with your arm and leg over my body. You are in a mood this morning, a needy mood. Rubbing my waist and pulling yourself closer, you're trying to wake me up. I feel your attention, and your hand on my waist. I am awake now. "Good morning, I see you're in a mood," I say.

"Yes, I want to be close to you," you reply. You pull me over, so I'm on my back, and climb up on top of me. Your head is in the middle of my chest. You are now moving up and down as I breathe, my chest lifting your whole body. Your hands are rubbing my chest while you're kissing it too. We lay there under the covers you on top of me, little kisses on my chest for quite some time. Finally, your hunger wins over your desire to lay in bed all day.

You grab my shoulders and pull yourself up, wiggling until your face is above mine. You kiss me three times very quickly. Kiss, kiss, kiss. "I guess I will get up and have breakfast," you say.

"No baby, stay in bed. I know it's your one day to sleep in. I think we have some Challah bread left over from the loaf I baked. I'll make you French toast," I whisper. Three more quick kisses to my lips. Kiss, kiss, kiss.

"Really?" you ask.

"Yeah, but you got to let me out of bed first," I tease. Two more quick kisses. Kiss, kiss.

"I guess if I have to. Just wait a few more minutes though," you insist. We lay there for a while longer. Then three more quick kisses. Kiss, kiss, kiss, and you slide off to the side. I slide out of bed, throw on a robe and head to the kitchen. Sure enough, there is half a loaf left of Challah bread still, and I start preparing to make French toast. I check that we have eggs, milk, butter, powdered sugar, and syrup. 'If you are going to do it you might as well go all the way, am I right,' I think.

It has been about 10 minutes of prep work, and I am just heating up the pan. You come shuffling in, a blanket wrapped around you. You sit at the counter and push the plate I set out to the side. Crossing your arms on the counter, you put your head down on your arms. "Breakfast is not ready yet, what are you doing?" I ask.

A muffled reply comes back, "I was lonely."

"Lonely? How could you be lonely it has been 10 minutes, and I am 20 feet away from you?" I ask.

"I don't know, I just was," you reply.

"Okay well I'm here now," I assure you. I come over and kiss your ear, which is the only skin on your whole body exposed at the moment.

I hear a muffled giggle, "That tickles!" I head back to the stove to manage the French toast currently in the pan, looks like it needs to be flipped. "You know it's your birthday in a few weeks?" more muffled sounds coming from you.

"What did you say?" I ask.

"I said... You know it's your birthday in a few weeks?" you repeat louder.

"Yeah I know. What about it?" I ask.

"I was thinking I know you don't care about celebrating it, but what if we have a few people over this year?" you ask.

"I mean if it's not too many we can do that if you want," I answer.

"We could add an extra day for the maid to come the day after to clean up. It would make it easy for us," you say.

"I mean the cleanup is not a big deal, but if you want to have Kim come an extra day that's fine," I respond.

"Ok will you please schedule it with the maid service?" you ask.

"Yeah, no problem," I reply. The French toast is ready, and I plate it and set it on the counter next to your head. "Soup's on," I joke. You lift your head and wave me over for a kiss.

"Thank you babe, this looks amaaazing!" you exclaim. You pull your plate back into place and take a few slices off the platter and start making up your French toast. I sit down next to you and start doing the same. I figure I can clean up later, we might as well enjoy it while it's hot. We sit eating in silence for a bit, the only sounds are utensils against the plates and the moaning noises you're making.

"You know, I think that French toast is turning you on. At least based on the noises you are making," I joke. You look over at me.

"You know, I think 'you' turn me on, because you made that French toast." You reach over and rub my lap. "Oh, a little morning wood," you say.

"Well, it is morning and a sexy nymphet is rubbing it," I reply. I get off my chair and come up behind you, sliding my hand up your back, sweeping your hair off your neck and over your shoulder. I pull down the blanket still over your shoulders, and start kissing your neck. My hand still on your shoulder putting gentle pressure on your body pushing you into my kisses.

Your eyes are closed, your head tilted back a little. Letting out a small sigh as you fall into the tingling sensation of my lips and tongue on your flesh. I reach down and pull off your pajama top. Your hand is now seeking, searching, groping for my cock. I slide down my boxers to give you full access. As your hand finds its target, I lick my fingers. You are slowly pulling on me as you feel my moist fingers on your lower back. I slide my hand into the back of your panties.

I am still kissing your neck, and you increase your speed a little as your excitement builds. My fingers are now playing, describing small circles, around your asshole. Pressing on it but never entering you. Moving constantly in the circles as you push out a little, opening it slightly, to my touch. I pull the chair out, away from the counter. I work my way around your body until I am in front of you.

Kissing your lips, my hands have moved up into your hair. You still have a slow stroke working my dick. My fingers move to the back of your neck, pulling your face into the kiss. You moan embracing the intimacy of our touch. I work my way down your neck and chest. Kissing as I go down to your breasts. My hand caressing and squeezing one while my lips suck and tug at the other. You can feel your body temperature rising, heated by your imagination of what is coming next.

Your moans are driving me crazy, and you start dirty talking in my ear as I play with your tits. "Fuck. I love that, keep sucking. Do you want to fuck my tight little pussy?" you whisper. I switch sides, and you move your head to my other ear, kissing it, you keep going. "I am so wet for you. Your cock is so hard in my hand. Are you going to pound me until I cum all over you?" you continue. We are both really turned on now.

I stand up, right between your legs, my cock pushing hard into your pajama bottoms. I grab you by the ass, and you know what is coming. You wrap your legs around my waist and your arms around my neck. Pulling you out of the chair, I take a few steps back with you wrapped around me. Then I lower us to the floor. As soon as your weight is on the floor, you release your hands and start lowering your pajama bottoms.

We kind of fumble around a bit getting your bottoms and panties off, but then you are sitting on my cock. Your hands behind you on the floor riding me. I have a perfect view of your pussy as it swallows my cock over and over. Your head is back, your back is arched, your perfect tits pointing to the sky as you are riding me.

My hands are on your thighs, and I am watching your beautiful body. I love watching you. You push off with your hands and come forward into my chest. We are kissing, your tits are pressed against me. The heat of your body is almost visible. I can feel your orgasm coming, you started breathing harder, panting in my ear. You are lost in the sensations.

As you cum, one hand grabs my hair. You lift your head above mine, our foreheads together. Now you are kissing me again as your body shakes with pleasure. Your legs losing all control. You collapse on my chest. I can feel your cream running down my dick. You raise yourself up again, looking into my eyes. You hold it for just a moment, then give me three quick kisses. Kiss, kiss, kiss. Then you slide down my body and give my dick head three quick kisses too. Kiss, kiss, kiss.

Then you start to lick it and suck it, you are making the best sounds, slurps, moans, gags, and hums. You look up at me, and our eyes meet. What an amazing morning it has been so far. Then you say, "I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste you like syrup on French toast." Right before swallowing my dick again.

Going all the way down and making those great sounds again, starting with a gag. You come up again. "Feed me that cum. I want it all. Don't hold back. Make me gag on it." You go back to sucking me off, still looking up into my eyes as much as you can. Finally, it is too much for me.

"I am going to cum," I say. You just mumble, "Uh-huh," with your mouth full. I start to cum. You are stroking my shaft with one hand and sucking up and down in sync with your strokes. You keep milking me as I shudder from the sensation. My dick reaching its limit, I shift my hips to try and stop the overwhelming feeling.

You giggle as you swallow knowing how sensitive my dick is. You lick some cum off your hand and fingers, then lick even more off my dick. I am still not ready for that shaking with the sensation. You giggle again. "That was a great breakfast, two of my favorite things on the menu," you joke.

You lay back down on top of me. "That was really fun, baby," you say, "Let's take a shower together this morning. You know how much I love to shower with you."

"Okay, I guess we can clean up the kitchen after the shower, and then you can go back to bed," I reply.

A few days later.

I am in the kitchen making one of our staple meals for dinner. I have made it hundreds of times before. You got home a few min ago and are in the bedroom changing out of your work clothes. "Smells good," you say. Coming back into the kitchen. You move to the kitchen counter bar stools and sit down on the right as usual.

"Almost ready," I reply. I almost don't bother with plates. We could just share it out of the pot. We do that sometimes, but you like it when we make meals an occasion. So I am portioning out dinner onto the plates.

"Did you schedule the maid for the day after your birthday party?" you ask.

I look at you, "Yeah, Kim is coming the day after the party at 10 am." I drop the pot into the sink and fill it with water.

"I know we can clean up after a small dinner party ourselves, but won't it be a nice treat for her to come and do all the dishes?" you ask.

"I guess, but I hate being stuck in my office while she cleans," I reply.

"You know don't have to stay in your office when she is here, right?" you ask.

"I know, but I like to stay out of her way, and it is easier for her too," I answer. Now I sit down at the counter with you. You pass the dinner rolls to me. "How was your day?" I ask. You fill me in on your work for the day, and I respond with my daily activities. "I saw your show, what's it called, has a new season out on streaming today," I remind you.

"Oh yeah, we can watch the first few episodes tonight," you say excitedly.

"Do you want to watch in the bedroom or on the couch?" I ask.

"We should watch from the couch," you reply, "I need to do some work and I can spread out some papers on the coffee table." I start to wrap up the leftovers, and you rinse our plates and load them into the dishwasher.

"I have some work myself, give me an hour, and then we can meet on the couch," I say, putting the leftovers into the fridge. I join you at the sink to wash the pot, but you wave me off.

"I can finish this, you cooked. Go work," you say. I kiss you, and spank your ass, then head off to my home office. "We can have dessert with TV," you call after me.

His birthday day.

I am up pretty early. I have things to do today before the party. Getting into the shower and adjusting the water temperature so it is comfortable. While I'm getting my body wet all over, you slide open the shower door and step into the shower with me. "Turn on the rain shower head too," you say.

"Okay, but it will be cold at first," I reply. Pulling you over to me and out of the initial spray zone. I turn on the overhead rain head. Once the temperature evens out between the normal wall shower head and the ceiling rain shower head, you back up into the overhead rain water.

It cascades down your head, shoulders, breasts, and legs. Making your skin shiny and inviting. You're rubbing yourself from the top down as the water soaks you. Running your hands through your hair, down your arms, over your tits, and even playing with your pussy a little.

"Are you enjoying the view?" you ask.

"It's kind of a great view," I reply, "I'm glad you joined me."

"It's your birthday. I thought you might enjoy a birthday eye-opener this morning," you say. I step into you, embracing your slippery wet little body. We are kissing in the rain fall water now, it's like a scene in the movies. It is hot and wet and your mouth is so playful. My hands slide down to your ass, and I start squeezing your cheeks. We are still kissing and playing with each other.

Your hands are on my chest rubbing and playing with my body. I'm getting harder all the time from the action. Your hands slide down my body as the kiss ends. You are backing up a little, my hands can't reach behind you any more so they are paying with your nipples as you start to stroke me. Now you move in again, slightly to the side reaching up with one hand to pull my head down into another kiss. "You are so sexy," you say.

"I love playing with you, especially in the shower," I reply. You go down to your knees. The water is still falling down all over your body making everything shiny and slick. My back is to the wall shower head, and I am getting covered in warm water from behind. You take me into your mouth, stroking me with one hand in sync with your sucking. The other hand on my ass pushing my hips into your mouth.

Your eyes are closed with the water coming down all over your face and my erection. I take one step back, and you shuffle forward on your knees a little. Now you are out of direct line with the rain fall water. You can open your eyes, looking up at me, the water on your back to keep you warm. Still sucking and stroking me the whole time. Moaning though your full mouth, cheeks sunken in with the pressure of your suction.

My hand is on your head supporting your movements in and out as you work me over. It does not take much longer. I am getting close, everything is good: the water, the heat, the steam, the view of your shiny body, your eye contact, and of course the pleasure of your mouth. Finally, I explode in your throat, pumping my cum into your waiting mouth.

You keep stroking me with your hand, but keep your lips tight against my shaft to keep it all in your mouth. You finish me off swallowing every drop. Squeezing my shaft as you stroke, to milk every last bit. Sucking and licking the head of my dick. When you are finally done getting everything you can out of me, you look up. "Thank you for filling me up," you say.

I roll my eyes. "Pretty sure I am supposed to be thanking you for that." I help you up to your feet and start playing with your pussy. Pulling one of your legs up onto the shower bench. I plan to pay back the favor right now, so I start to kneel down.

"What are you doing?" you ask.

"I am going to go down on you and help you cum now," I reply.

"Wait, how about this time, it's just about you. It is your birthday! I want this to be your moment. You can balance the scales later," you say.

"You know we don't keep score. Your pleasure is my pleasure, the score would always be tied," I joke.

"Really, you can make it up to me later. I just want this to be for you," you repeat.

"Okay baby, because I know it will make you happy," I say. We shower for real now washing each other's bodies and being playful and having fun, rinsing off and climbing out of the shower. It was a long shower the bathroom is quite steamy. We share my towel at first, rubbing each other dry while standing together, then I grab your towel, and wrap you up in it. I am ready to tackle the day now.

Later that day.

I am in my home office. It's close to 5 pm. I am wrapping up my work. You knock on the door and come in, not waiting for an answer. I look up as you come over, sliding into my lap side-saddle and kissing me. "Hey babe, are you almost done?" you ask. I slide my hand over your belly, down your waist, and onto your hip. You are wearing a very cute outfit, a matching tight "tied-front" crop top with plaid accents, and a flared plaid mini-skirt.

"Wow baby girl, that is a sexy outfit!" I exclaim. You kiss me again.

"Thank you. I bought it for your birthday, I thought you might like it," you reply. Then you lean in flashing your cleavage in my face. "Do you really like it? Why don't you show me how much you like it?" you ask, rubbing my growing bulge. I slide my hand up your body cupping your breast. We are fully making out, it is very sexy, and I have a full erection now. You slide your arms around my neck and run your fingers through my hair. We are both really turned on.

Ding-dong, the doorbell rings. The first guest has arrived for my birthday dinner party. "Ugh!" you huff. I am in complete agreement, not the time to be interrupted. "Um can you give me a few minutes here. I can't exactly answer the door this way," I joke. You hop off my lap, kissing me again real quick.

"Yeah, I can see that," you say, staring at my crotch. "I will get the door. Come out when things calm down a bit." You walk out of the room, lifting the back of your skirt as you go. Showing me you are not wearing any panties. That is not helping things calm down. The door clicks closed behind you. I finish up my last email and follow you out a few minutes later. Things have calmed down physically, but my mind keeps replaying your bare ass under that cute skirt.

As my birthday dinner starts, the table is full. We are sitting side-by-side chatting with each other and the other guests. Your hand is rubbing my thigh, I am having trouble concentrating. I'm still thinking about my office. I drop my hand into yours, interlocking our fingers and bring them onto the table. Someone is passing you a platter, and you need both of your hands. I drop mine onto your leg, and I'm rubbing your thigh.

You reach down and guide my hand between your legs, spreading them just a little. Now I need both my hands and I have to pull away. As the meal continues, we keep playing with each other as opportunities arise. Making eye contact, and even getting in a few pecks on the lips occasionally. I noticed at least once you played with yourself and then licked your fingers.

You are driving me crazy fooling around like you are. Dinner is pretty much over. We are all still sitting at the table, but no one is eating anymore. The group has moved on to the conversation portion of the evening. We are holding hands again. You get up and recruit a few people to go into the kitchen and get the cake. I press a few others into service, clearing the table for you.

There is a lot of movement for a few minutes. Coming back into the room there is the obligatory singing and cutting of the cake. Everyone is sitting back down, cake and other desserts are being eaten. You are sitting very close to me. My hand is on your thigh again. You slide your hand under the table and start stroking two of my fingers like it was my dick. You excuse yourself and head into the master bathroom.

I follow you to the bathroom a bit later. Coming into the room I see you sitting on the closed toilet, legs spread, skirt up, two fingers in your pussy. The overhead lights are dim. Most of the light is coming from your lighted LED vanity mirror on low. "I was hoping you would follow me in here," you say. I come fully into the bathroom, and close the door behind me.

"I need your cock fucking my ass right now!" you exclaim. You stand up and bend over the counter feet together. Taking the lube off the counter you put a little on two of your fingers and start lubing up your asshole. I drop my pants and boxers and step out of them rock hard. I come up behind you.

You are lifting one leg straight out, and rest your heel up on the counter. I grab your ankle and pull it up, so you have one foot on the floor and the other is almost straight up. You have to rotate your hips and then bend at the waist to reach me. Stroking my cock with the lube. Your ass cheeks are squeezed together in this position making it look so inviting.

You stick a finger inside your pussy, spreading your juices to your back door entrance. I push my cock against your asshole. Pressing against it. Feeling the wet heat you just spread on it. Now I am pushing harder, still not inside you, but you can feel your body giving in to me. "Hurry up, and get inside me. We don't have much time, someone is going to notice we are missing from the party," you moan.

I keep pushing while you are playing with your pussy, bent over the counter, you're on your side, head turned looking back at me. You guide my dick into your ass, and then start playing with your pussy again. Now I am inside your ass. Pushing all the way in, feeling how tight your ass is around my shaft. I lean forward, and put my hand on your head. You can feel the weight of it pressing you down against the counter.

Your head is resting on the counter, with my hand holding it down. I am fucking your ass. You are still playing with your pussy. I have been turned on for so long today it is not going to take me long. I am thrusting furiously into you in my overexcited state of mind. "Fuck my pussy now, I need it!" You beg me to fuck your pussy. I slide into your waiting lips, you are so wet it just slides right in.

You move your hand around your back to your ass while I am pumping your pussy. My hand is still on your head, still pressing you down into the counter. You have two fingers in your ass. I am fucking your pussy. You can feel the head of my cock though the bottom wall of your ass with your fingertips, sliding in and out, the sensation is incredible.

Your cheek is rubbing on the counter while your whole body is moving with my thrusts. Your moans are getting louder, you love the feeling of my cock against your fingers inside your ass. You beg me to switch again, "Please fuck my ass again." You pull your fingers out of your ass and slide them into your mouth. I move into your ass again.

Once you clean your fingers you reach down for your clit this time. You start to have an orgasm from my cock thrusting into your ass and the pleasure of playing with your clit. You clamp your asshole down on my cock as the orgasm hits. Squeezing my cock hard with all you have. That is all it takes for me to pop. I start cumming with you. Filling your ass while you rub your clit extending your own orgasm.

You love it. I continue hammering your ass. Your whole body is shaking while I'm still holding your head down. When we finally finish, I release you and start kissing your neck. We stand up, and you turn into me. I can still see the faint imprint of the counter on your cheek.

We are kissing now, and I'm playing with your tits. You are stroking my cock to get me hard again. You are not done with me yet. I am very turned on with your sexy mouth kissing me. The heat of your body in my hands while you play with my dick. You go down onto your knees to get me fully hard again. Licking, kissing, and moaning sounds drift up to my ears, while I look down into your eyes. I am hard again now, you are desire itself.

"Fuck me again, I need to feel you in my pussy some more," you say. You climb up on the counter this time, and spread your legs. I step into you, entering you. My hands flat on the counter. Kissing you while I start to pleasure you again. Your back is against the wall, your arms around my neck. You are rubbing my head and holding me while we kiss, and I am inside of you.

It started as sex, now we are molding into each other, connecting, and feeling that connection. It is not about the sex right now, it is all about the connection. I pull back my face to look in your eyes in the dim light of the mirror's glowing light. You can see into me, you can feel my pulse, you can hear my heart beat all through the eye contact, it feels so deep. You wrap your legs around me.

It is like being inside of you isn't enough, you want to merge with me. You want it to be more. Your hands are still around my neck. You pull me back in to kiss you more, to feel you more, to be with you more. You finally have what you want. That complete feeling as you orgasm again, hands in my hair, lips pressed together, tongues playing with each other, the heat of my chest against your chest.

You pull me into you as the pressure builds and releases, reaching deep inside, not just a physical thing, it feels transcendent. "Don't stop. This feels so right," you moan. The orgasm is spreading like it is passing through your body and out into the universe. Like it has no boundaries. Like it is infinite. You feel everything and can't get enough. It is coming to an end.

You place a hand on my chest to push me away slightly so you can look into my eyes once more. You want to see me right now. You want to remember this. Your body has given everything. You could not stand up right now if you wanted to. You don't want to. You want me to finish inside of you. You want our cum together inside of you. Just like we are together right now.

"Cum inside me, I want to feel it in me," you moan. I keep going, the kissing, the heat, your walls around me, wet, warm, and inviting. You are scratching my head with your nails. Just enough to ignite my senses. Nibbling my neck, and rubbing my chest, alternating with the kissing. I am so turned on by you. I can't stand how exciting you are.

One more round of neck and chest. When you get back to kissing me, I start to cum inside of you. You can feel everything, it is wonderful to have all of me. It is not just sex now, but also that feeling of being one together. When we are done, we collapse into each other's arms. Kissing and holding each other. "Happy birthday," you whisper into my ear.

The next morning.

I am sitting up in bed reading my e-book while you are in the bathroom getting ready for bed. "What time is Kim coming today?" you call from the bathroom.

"She should be here at 10 am," I reply. You did not tell me you secretly rescheduled Kim for tomorrow as a surprise. You come out of the bathroom wearing a sexy French maid costume. The little sheer black apron, a white maid cap, black lace bra, black and white satin wrist cuffs, a lace choker bow tie, and a corset style skirt. No panties of course. You stop, standing in the doorway. Now you say in your sexiest French accent, "Master, did you call for maid service?"

I look up from my book, "Wow babe, what's happening right now?" You slink over to the bed swishing your hips as you walk and slide between the sheets with me. Pressing your body up against mine. You are now swirling the feather duster above the covers above my lap.

"Master, I'm here to clean you. Kim is not coming today. Perhaps you would like to start with knob polishing? I wouldn't want to disturb my master, keep reading," you whisper in my ear. I turn my head away and continue reading. You are mock incensed, and turned on, that I just ignored you. Per your own instructions, I might add.

You think, 'I am just going to have to try harder.' Sliding your leg over my body facing me, the e-book in between us. You swish the duster over the book blocking my view. Now you say, "Master, are you sure there is nothing I can clean for your right now?" You pull back the duster and start using it on your tits. It looks amazing against the sheer see-though black lace of your costume. I look at them for a while, while you tease me, and then I look down at my e-book again.

"I don't think so," I say. You slide your body forward on my legs getting closer to my lap. Dropping your boobs onto the actual screen, dusting my forehead.

"Maybe I can earn a tip for cleaning?" you ask.

"Just the tip," I reply still looking down, but I am grinning now. Trying to hold in my sheer joy at your ploy.

"Alright master, just the tip," you say. You slowly peel back the covers, my erection staring you down through my boxers. You feel your mouth watering just at the sight of it. Sliding yourself down, you pull my cock out of my boxers, and pretend to dust it off a bit. Now you put 'just the tip' in your mouth, like an obedient maid should. You taste my pre-cum. It is amazing on your tongue. You roll it all around your mouth. You need more.

You moan against my head, the vibration of it forcing me to reread the sentence I was just on. As if I'm actually reading right now. You start licking around the head, but you also use your hand squeezing it in between licks. Then putting it back in your mouth, alternating between sucking and squeezing. My eyes don't seem to focus anymore. I am way too distracted to read, but I keep up the pretense at the moment.

The tablet blocking my view, I can only hear and feel what you are doing to me. One time when your hand is working and your mouth is free, you say "Don't worry master, I am only cleaning 'just the tip'". Then you slide your body back up, pull your panties to the side and push 'just the tip' into your pussy.

You gyrate for just a few seconds, then you take it out a quickly put it back in your mouth. The quick motion knocks the tablet out of my hand. I get a full view of your ass in the air and your mouth on my head. You go back up to do it again, feeling my head inside your pussy before removing yourself again. You lick it looking into my eyes. I say, "It does not seem to be clean enough.

think we will have to clean the whole thing in multiple cycles of washing and drying. Your pussy is wash and your mouth is dry," I explain. I smile down at you. "What happened to just the tip master?" you ask. "I don't want you getting spoiled, doing only part of the job. Get to work!" I order. You blink up at me smiling yourself now, "Yes master!"

"While you are cleaning my cock, I think you should also be agitating the washer. So while you are sucking my cock you will use one hand to play with your pussy," I command. You bury my head in your throat, reaching down and playing with your clit at the same time. Your slight gagging sound turns me on and I grunt. That grunt is a little motivation for you to move your fingers faster along your clit.

You take five up and down strokes of your mouth, then pop back up, and sit on my cock again. This time filling your pussy. Your pussy is drenched now, it slides in so easily all the way to the hilt. While your mouth is free again you are moaning and talking dirty to me. "Yes master! Use my mouth and my pussy. I love to be your washer dryer. Please master let me clean you," you moan. You slide up and down on my cock. Riding a little faster as your play with your clit. Getting more and more aroused.

From this angle, I have the perfect view of your erect nipples as you shove them closer to my face. "Would you like a taste master?" you ask, in between your moans.

"I don't need your permission maid. I own you. I will taste them, and you will like it," I reply.

"Yes master," you whimper. After playing with your tits, licking them caressing them, pinching them, and sucking them.

I pull back and say, "Time to dry, again. This time I want to dry as well. Flip around, as you dry my cock, let me dry your pussy," I order. Your pussy lands on my face as you swallow my cock making an 'Mmmm' sound and then moaning through your closed lips. I am fingering your asshole as I eat your pussy. You can feel me curling my finger down inside your ass to meet my tongue inside your pussy.

Your moans grow louder as you shove my cock down your own throat. The saltiness of my pre-cum driving you wild. You are gagging yourself on my cock. Your ass and pussy quiver in my care. You are going to cum all over my face. I take a breath and between licks I say, "After you cum you better dry my face." Hearing you will get to lick yourself off my lips, is so hot to hear. It puts you over the edge.

Your orgasm begins, but somehow it feels like it is coming from your pussy and your throat at the same time. What a joy it is to clean for your master. You release all the stress from your body. Not just from today, but for the whole week. Letting yourself be used and controlled, but also cumming is incredible. You collapse on top of me. My cock still in your hand, your pussy still my mouth.

I allow you to bask in your orgasm, and then recover. Now I say, "Time to get back to work. You are not done cleaning. You have to put in overtime." You turn your body around kissing me once to taste your sweet juice off of my lips. Then you begin to put me in your pussy. "No, I said overtime!" I exclaim.

"Yes master," you reply. Then you slide my cock into your asshole. Leaning forward kissing and licking my lips. Cleaning the rest of your cream off. As you slowly slide up and down on my cock in your asshole, you relish your own flavor on my lips. You take it inch by inch, feeling it all as my cock penetrates you deeply. You are kissing me and licking my cheeks as you ride my cock. "Don't forget to agitate the washer," I instruct between kisses. You reach down and start playing with your clit again.

"You're so deep inside," you moan. You continue playing with your clit. You alternate rubbing your pussy and my cock shaft with your fingers. Your wetness lubricating my cock from the contact. Still rolling your hips and riding me, kissing me as you go.

I say, "You are such a good maid, I think you deserve double overtime." You know exactly what I want. You pull your ass off my cock, and slide it back into your pussy. Now you are getting incredibly turned on again as I use all your holes any way I want to. You slide up again putting me back in your ass.

It feels so good from both sides. You pump me in your ass again, and again and then switch back to your pussy. "Don't forget to dry between cycles," I remind you. You drop down, and suck my cock tasting your ass and pussy off me mixed with that pre-cum you love so much.

You make sure to clean my cock from top to bottom, not letting any of our juice go to waste as I stare down at into your eyes. You are completely at my disposal. Now I want a new view. "Turn around and ride me reverse cowgirl, so I can watch your pretty ass bounce," I command. You comply as a good maid should, turning around and lining up my cock. Sliding my cock back into your asshole.

This time you spread your ass cheeks with both hands, showing me everything. After riding my cock with your ass for a little while I say, "Switch." When you slip my cock back into your pussy. I get to see your asshole gaping and wink at me. It's so sexy watching you perform for me. You can actually feel my cock getting harder in your pussy.

You keep spreading your cheeks for me. I slide my thumb over your asshole playing with it as you wink and ride my cock with your pussy. "Am I pleasing you master?" You ask.

"You are a good maid. You are going to earn a big load just like you want." I slide my thumb in and out of your ass, causing you to gape each time. You wink it each time I take my thumb out. "I am ready to cum. Get onto all fours. I want to cum in your ass in doggy," I order.

You slide off my body and get on all fours. I look down on your pretty ass. I slide my cock back into your pussy and keep playing with your asshole with my thumb. "You are such a good maid. You are pleasing your master," I moan.

"Thank you master, I live to serve!" you exclaim. You match my every thrust, your pussy begging to be filled so you can cum again. I am getting so close to cumming. I pull my thumb and cock out at the same time, sliding my cock back into your asshole. "Agitate the washer," I command. You reach under your body and between your legs to play with your pussy some more.

I fuck your asshole for only a few strokes until I burst with cum inside you. You can feel my cock pulsing and the heat of my cum inside you. You are now furiously rubbing your own pussy so you can cum again too. I am all done pumping cum into your ass, and you are so close to an orgasm. "I always reward a job well done," I say. Then I shove my cock into your pussy, that little added sensation causing you to erupt in another orgasm. We are both pumping your pussy as shock waves roll though you.

We roll to the side, lying together spent. I caress your face, brushing the hair out of it. Your hand is reaching back and resting on my hip. I kiss your neck. We lay there for a few minutes, and then you roll over into me. Kissing me, you say, "Happy birthday. Did you like that surprise?" You know I hate surprises in general.

"I guess that surprise was okay, but who is going to clean the house now?" I ask. Laughing, you say, "Don't worry I rescheduled Kim for tomorrow." Kissing me again.

"I wasn't really worried, I would have done it. This was totally worth it!" I exclaim. You reach around and squeeze my ass. I have my arms around you, and we are kissing again. It is so nice just lying there being together. It was a great birthday this year.