Maid To Pleasure (Demi Rose Mawby, Jessica Alba)

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Living with my girlfriend Jessica Alba lately had been fun.
We were in New York City.
Good times.

Jessica told me she hired a maid for our apartment.
She was always trying to keep the staff away.
What she didn't tell me was that the maid was a former model.

Demi Rose Mawby stood in her sexy French maid outfit, facing me as I sat on the couch.
From behind, she bent over to dust a table, showing her gigantic booty.
I knew Demi from a long time ago.
She used to be a model on Instagram and had an OnlyFans.
Now that I knew she was friends with my girlfriend, that was even better.
Demi was going to be living with us for now on, which was great.
A long time ago, I used to fuck Demi when I was a photographer.
She had a body that was made for sex.

Her curves were even more pronounced now, her waist smaller, her hips wider.
The maid outfit showed her cleavage.
Under the skirt was a G-string you could barely see due to how gigantic her booty was.
I watched as she moved, her ass bouncing with each step.
She turned to face me, a knowing smirk playing on her lips.
"You like what you see?" she purred, running a hand down her side and squeezing one of her ass cheeks.
"Yeah," I pointed to the wall, "go dust that off."
Demi obeyed and did just that.

Jessica walked in then, her eyes flicking between us.
She crossed her arms, leaning against the doorframe.
"Getting reacquainted, are we?" she asked, her tone light.
Demi straightened up, dusting off her skirt.
"Just catching up," she said smoothly, though her eyes lingered on me.
Jessica smirked, pushing off the doorframe.
"Good. Because I have plans for tonight, but those plans involve me and you."

I grabbed Demi’s wrist and pulled her toward the bathroom without a word.
The door clicked shut behind us and then I locked it.
I sat on the closed toilet lid, legs spread, staring up at her.
"On your knees," I ordered, my voice low.
Demi bit her lip but obeyed, sinking down between my legs like she remembered exactly how I liked it.
Her hands slid up my thighs, feeling my pants as she grinned.
"It's been a lnog time since we did anything naughty."
I leaned back, grinning at her.

Her fingers worked my belt buckle loose and then my button fly.
She pulled my jeans and boxers down together in one smooth motion, freeing my cock.
Demi's breath was warm against my shaft as she leaned in, kissing the tip.
Her lips parted, her tongue flicking out to taste me first.
I groaned, gripping the edge of the toilet seat as she took me deeper.
"Fuck!" I shouted, remembering just how good this model sucked dick.
She squeezed her lips around my dick just the way I remembered she liked to do.
Her tits spilled out of the maid outfit when she leaned forward, pressing them against my thighs.

I reached down and pulled the top of her dress down further, freeing those perfect tits.
Her nipples were already hard against my skin as she worked my cock with her mouth.
She popped off my dick with a wet sound.
Demi looked up at me, batting her eyelashes.
She always had a way of making herself look innocent like that.
"Want me to use these?" she asked, pressing her tits together around my shaft.

I nodded, watching her slide my cock between those big soft mounds.
My dick was slick from her spit, making it easier for her to roll her tits around it.
Demi moaned softly, her breath hitching each time my tip brushed her chin.
Nice and slow, she made this tittyfuck count.
It was almost passionate, doing something she knew Jessica couldn't.
Her hands came up to squeeze her own tits tighter around me, adding pressure.
I could feel her hot breath on the bulging head every time it peeked out from between her breasts, a way she had with teasing me.

Her tongue darted out to lick me whenever she could reach.
That made her stop and suck the head between her lips while still moving her tits slowly.
I grabbed her hair, guiding her rhythm as she sucked and fucked her tits around me.
The porcelain toilet was cold against my ass but Demi was so fucking hot it didn't matter.
I could feel my balls tightening already, that familiar pressure building.
Demi must have sensed it too because she took me back into her mouth suddenly.
Her throat opened up for me, swallowing me down to the root.
She had let go of her tits, only using two fingers to hold my dick.
Her nose pressed into my pelvis as she deepthroated me effortlessly.
She held me there for a long moment before pulling back with a gasp and a loud pop.

"I'm gonna make you cum twice," she whispered, her voice rough.
Her hand joined her mouth then, pumping what her lips couldn't reach.
I could hear Jessica moving around in the bedroom through the thin door.
The thought of her hearing us made me throb in Demi's mouth.
Demi moaned around my cock like she could read my thoughts.
She knew me well from years gone by.
Her free hand slid under her skirt, fingers disappearing between her legs to rub her own snatch.
Her technique was sloppier now, more desperate, like she was chasing her own orgasm at the same time as making me cum.
The toilet tank was digging into my back but I didn't care.
Not when Demi was taking me so deep I could feel her throat fluttering.

She pulled off suddenly, her lips swollen and glistening.
"Say my name when you cum," she demanded before diving back down.
Her tits bounced free completely now, the maid outfit hanging off one shoulder.
I watched her work me over, her dark skin flushed with arousal.
Jessica called something from the other room but neither of us responded.
We were locked in, concentrating on this moment.
Demi's eyes watered as she took me deep again, her gag reflex long since conquered my dick.
I could feel the pressure cresting, my thighs tensing against the toilet seat.
"Demi! Fuck!!" I groaned, my fingers tightening in her hair.

She hummed in approval, the vibration sending me over the edge.
My creamy spunk shot down her throat in thick pulses as she swallowed effortlessly.
She kept sucking, milking every last drop until I pushed her away gently.
Demi licked her lips, wiping her chin with the back of her hand.
Her tits were still out, but she didn't seem to care.
She stood up slowly, her legs shaky as she adjusted her outfit.
I watched as she fixed her hair in the mirror.
Jessica knocked on the door.
"You two done in there? We've got plans, remember?"
At least her voice sounded playful.
"Yeah, I'm coming."
Demi grinned, "but not for her," that made me blush.

Hours later we were in the bedroom ready for a wild night. 
We were all naked.
Jessica threw a pair of metal handcuffs, a collar and a chain on the bed.
She glanced at Demi, "you remember how this works right?"
I was staring at Demi's ass as she bent over the bed and put her hands behind her back.

The cuffs clicked shut around Demi's wrists with cold finality.
I helped Jessica by putting the metal collar around Demi's neck.
Jessica tugged the chain attached to the collar, forcing Demi to arch her back. 
Demi's breathing hitched as the leather tightened around her throat. 
I watched her nipples harden against the silk sheets.

Jessica climbed onto the bed behind her, running painted nails down Demi's spine. 
"Watch closely," she murmured against Demi's ear before nodding at me. 
We handcuffed Demi, collared her and chained her to the bed.
Demi had the pleasure of being bound and now watching me and Jessica make love on the other side of the bed.

The silk blue sheets whispered under our shifting bodies. 
Jessica straddled my waist, her dark hair flowing down one shoulder.
She leaned down, pressing her lips to mine with slow, deliberate hunger. 
I could feel Demi's gaze burning into us from across the mattress.
After the kiss, I laid on my back and let Jessica get on top.
Her hands found my cock, rubbing it against her wet snatch.

Jessica's hips rolled forward, taking just the tip inside. 
She paused, her breath hitching as she locked eyes with Demi and smiled
Demi squirmed against her restraints, the chain clinking softly. 
Jessica smirked and sank down fully, her snatch swallowing my dick whole with a gasp. 
Her thighs trembled as she adjusted, her inner walls fluttering around me.

I gripped her hips, guiding her rhythm as she began to ride me more fluidly 
Jessica leaned down.
Her nails dug into my chest, leaving faint red trails.
Demi moaned from the foot of the bed, arching against the cuffs. 
Jessica reached back without breaking stride, slapping Demi's ass hard to make the cheeks jiggle.
The sound echoed off the walls, followed by Demi's sharp cry of pleasure.
I moaned, resting my hands on Jessica's hips and just let her ride me how she wanted. 
Jessica's hair waved around wildly as she continued to roll her hips.

The chain rattled as Demi strained against her restraints, her body glistening with sweat. 
Jessica's thighs flexed as she ground down on me, her movements deliberate and slow. 
She leaned back, her hands pressing against my thighs for balance. 
Her dark eyes locked onto Demi's, watching her squirm with every thrust. 
Demi bit her lip, her hips bucking uselessly against the air, unable to move much.

I gripped Jessica's hips and did a few upward thrusts.
We were both so close and then the moment came.
Bodies tensing.
Spunk mixing.
A heavenly moment sharing this love together.
She collapsed atop me and Demi was our sole witness of this pleasure.
Maybe next time it would be her having this moment.

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