I 'll be the neighbor 's maid
My name is Suellen, I'm 29 years old, I'm light brown, 1.67 tall, 58 kg, thick thighs, wide hips and big breasts. I was working in an accounting office as a receptionist until one day I had the misfortune to receive the news that I was being dismissed for cutting expenses but that I would be called back if things got better. Well, to do what I had to do... go back to square one and look for another job, but after four years in the same job and sometimes working on Saturdays I finally decided to wait a bit, get unemployment insurance, rest and put my head in the right place.
My husband works as a security guard, and he's a jealous bastard. He didn't like it when I was dressed more modestly, or when we went out together, or when I was still working.
The days went by, the bills came too...a few arguments over the bills...spreading the resumes around the city and nothing....there was one day I decided to stay at home to finish the household chores...I put on a short jeans that went up to the thighs and a short T-shirt for the waist.
After cleaning the house it was the turn of the backyard, but I thought it better to throw a water to facilitate the service and in it appears on the wall your John, our neighbor...a black crown, 65 years old, fat and who lives alone and was surprised to see me at home at such an hour and asked if I was on vacation at work:
I'd rather be unemployed.
He was surprised, he thought I was joking....but when he realized that I was serious he apologized...but said not to worry, but he had been standing for some time....he asked if I could help with something I said I needed to go back to work as soon as possible because the bills did not stop coming...after hearing a proposal...he saw that I was doing the chores at home and asked if I was interested in doing the chores at his house. I was thinking, what my husband would think about it...but in the situation we were in it would not be a bad idea, I was never disgusting to work.
I agreed, but I didn't know how much a maid usually earns and I asked what the salary would be...he told me that I would be well compensated for the services...but in a tone that was kind of ironic along with a naughty smile. He asked if he could start that same day, I said yes, I would just finish cleaning the yard and go to his house.
As soon as I played the campaign I was greeted by his John, wearing a bermuda, no shirt and holding a can of beer and the same smile, even more so that he was wearing the same clothes in which he saw me on the wall. I asked him where he would like me to start the task and then he answered: <unk>- How about the backyard? <unk> He said that everything was fine....
I started to pour water in the yard using the hose, already your John sat watching me when I start to move in the bermuda, but I didn't even call and continued the service. When I finished and he calls me and invites me to sit next to him in this I sit almost glued to him and lowers his bermuda saying: <unk>- What heat nor Suellen, it makes you want to stay like this ... without clothes<unk>.
I was surprised to see the size of your John's dick, big, thick and full of veins for a man of that age I confess that I got wet but I made it difficult <unk>- What is this your John???<unk> he: <unk>Now Suellen, I realized his look of desire, and another...will be well rewarded<unk>. Then I thought about the money, the situation in which I was...I thought about other things...my husband, if he finds out? In a moment of distraction he takes my hand and puts it on his dick, I start to feel it throbbing, hot...if John realizes that I do not try to take his hand off, on the contrary I start to punch him lightly.
<unk>- Oh, John, what we're doing is crazy, I'm married...you know that...<unk> he: <unk> <unk> Your husband won't even know, unless you tell him that you're punching me here, on my balcony, let's...stand up and turn your back on me<unk>.
I get up, I stand with my back to him when his hands open my short jeans and pulling to my feet ... where he also sees me in my underwear eating me all. After lowering the shorts he also gets up and glues his body to mine, I feel his dick rub my buttocks and his hands now take off my shirt. I think to stop but it was too late, he grabs me tightly by the hip saying <unk>- Calm, the party will begin<unk>.
He now sits down and tells me to get on my knees in front of you <unk>- Come on white bitch, now you're going to suck me<unk>. Hold your John's dick and then mouth it out with moans of pleasure. Your John asks to use only his mouth and puts my hands on his thighs ... I close my eyes and suck while he passes his hands on my breasts calling me a bitch bitch.
He pushes as hard as he can, his dick gets in my throat that I even choke, he laughs: <unk>- that bitch, let it be well spanked that you will feel it inside you<unk>. I was enjoying the situation, I had never been treated in such a rude way, especially by an old man who thought that he showed no danger...
Now he gets up and asks for the same thing, I get up and he points towards a table...enormous table that is in the middle of the yard as he walks towards it, he says: <unk>- Wait, I need to take this off of you and Pull my panties and in addition to doing that I get a slap where I give a shout and then I get another.
Before he gets to the table, he grabs me and is rubbing his dick on my ass again, passing his hand on my belly, kissing my neck and squeezing my breasts and now his dick begins to pass dangerously at the entrance of my little bucket <unk>- ohhh, your John, I'm all wet, you bastard <unk> he: <unk>- am I a bastard? feel it <unk> He buries his dick in my little bucket. He holds me by my arms and poking hard.
I feel him come in and out, tearing me...I've never felt one of that size...and thickness. Then he speaks in my ear: "Let's go to the table". I walk towards her with him buried in me, we walk up with some difficulty.
At the table he says: <unk> <unk> he leans on the table <unk> I hold on to the table, I open my legs and he starts pumping hard, I feel my belly touch my back and he's all sweaty. I lean on the table, feeling that huge stick go in and out of me. I get new slaps on the ass where he asks: <unk> let's go bitch, roll on my black stick <unk> Rumbling and moaning in the neighbor's yard imagining in the madness I was doing until I forgot about home ... husband ... accounts ...
He gets tired of standing up, pumping on me for a while I talk to him: "Your John, lie down on the table? " - "Hummm bitch, what are you thinking? " - "Lay down and see". That's what he does....he sits on the table, his dick pointing to the sky...when he lies down climbing up on the table...me sitting on him, I spit on his hand and direct his dick to the entrance of the bucket until he enters...when he enters I start to go up and down the body...I start riding now and he pumps inside me, holding me by the hip...every time he strikes my breasts sway and are sucked by his John, sucking like a calf.
The table trembles with our movements, I now carry innumerable tapas where I scream, I sing your John and he also returns in curses, moaning loudly and without caring about the time, because my husband would arrive only at night and it was not even 12:00, riding on your John's stick.
I realize that your John stops slapping me, I feel now his hands lovingly massaging my butt...I start raving about him, moaning a lot while he still sucks my breasts I hear the home phone ring...<unk>- Ah your John, it must be...oohhh...huuuuummm...my husband<unk> <unk>- is quiet bastard that I'm almost...<unk> your John increases the shocks tearing me loud moans but that gave a lot of pleasure. <unk>- ohh Suellen, I'm going to enjoy....<unk> I lift my body a little and the John's hand, it comes out and starts to enjoy a lot on my back....it's so much sperm that it starts to flow and reach my butt and now I'm looking at the face of pleasure I had given to this old bastard.
He says: <unk>- It's Suellen, after that you will be my maid, every day after your husband leaves I want you here, but still today I will try....<unk> and Nisso puts his index finger on my ass... <unk>- your old bastard....<unk>
I hope you enjoyed my first short story.
Your Married
My husband works as a security guard, and he's a jealous bastard. He didn't like it when I was dressed more modestly, or when we went out together, or when I was still working.
The days went by, the bills came too...a few arguments over the bills...spreading the resumes around the city and nothing....there was one day I decided to stay at home to finish the household chores...I put on a short jeans that went up to the thighs and a short T-shirt for the waist.
After cleaning the house it was the turn of the backyard, but I thought it better to throw a water to facilitate the service and in it appears on the wall your John, our neighbor...a black crown, 65 years old, fat and who lives alone and was surprised to see me at home at such an hour and asked if I was on vacation at work:
I'd rather be unemployed.
He was surprised, he thought I was joking....but when he realized that I was serious he apologized...but said not to worry, but he had been standing for some time....he asked if I could help with something I said I needed to go back to work as soon as possible because the bills did not stop coming...after hearing a proposal...he saw that I was doing the chores at home and asked if I was interested in doing the chores at his house. I was thinking, what my husband would think about it...but in the situation we were in it would not be a bad idea, I was never disgusting to work.
I agreed, but I didn't know how much a maid usually earns and I asked what the salary would be...he told me that I would be well compensated for the services...but in a tone that was kind of ironic along with a naughty smile. He asked if he could start that same day, I said yes, I would just finish cleaning the yard and go to his house.
As soon as I played the campaign I was greeted by his John, wearing a bermuda, no shirt and holding a can of beer and the same smile, even more so that he was wearing the same clothes in which he saw me on the wall. I asked him where he would like me to start the task and then he answered: <unk>- How about the backyard? <unk> He said that everything was fine....
I started to pour water in the yard using the hose, already your John sat watching me when I start to move in the bermuda, but I didn't even call and continued the service. When I finished and he calls me and invites me to sit next to him in this I sit almost glued to him and lowers his bermuda saying: <unk>- What heat nor Suellen, it makes you want to stay like this ... without clothes<unk>.
I was surprised to see the size of your John's dick, big, thick and full of veins for a man of that age I confess that I got wet but I made it difficult <unk>- What is this your John???<unk> he: <unk>Now Suellen, I realized his look of desire, and another...will be well rewarded<unk>. Then I thought about the money, the situation in which I was...I thought about other things...my husband, if he finds out? In a moment of distraction he takes my hand and puts it on his dick, I start to feel it throbbing, hot...if John realizes that I do not try to take his hand off, on the contrary I start to punch him lightly.
<unk>- Oh, John, what we're doing is crazy, I'm married...you know that...<unk> he: <unk> <unk> Your husband won't even know, unless you tell him that you're punching me here, on my balcony, let's...stand up and turn your back on me<unk>.
I get up, I stand with my back to him when his hands open my short jeans and pulling to my feet ... where he also sees me in my underwear eating me all. After lowering the shorts he also gets up and glues his body to mine, I feel his dick rub my buttocks and his hands now take off my shirt. I think to stop but it was too late, he grabs me tightly by the hip saying <unk>- Calm, the party will begin<unk>.
He now sits down and tells me to get on my knees in front of you <unk>- Come on white bitch, now you're going to suck me<unk>. Hold your John's dick and then mouth it out with moans of pleasure. Your John asks to use only his mouth and puts my hands on his thighs ... I close my eyes and suck while he passes his hands on my breasts calling me a bitch bitch.
He pushes as hard as he can, his dick gets in my throat that I even choke, he laughs: <unk>- that bitch, let it be well spanked that you will feel it inside you<unk>. I was enjoying the situation, I had never been treated in such a rude way, especially by an old man who thought that he showed no danger...
Now he gets up and asks for the same thing, I get up and he points towards a table...enormous table that is in the middle of the yard as he walks towards it, he says: <unk>- Wait, I need to take this off of you and Pull my panties and in addition to doing that I get a slap where I give a shout and then I get another.
Before he gets to the table, he grabs me and is rubbing his dick on my ass again, passing his hand on my belly, kissing my neck and squeezing my breasts and now his dick begins to pass dangerously at the entrance of my little bucket <unk>- ohhh, your John, I'm all wet, you bastard <unk> he: <unk>- am I a bastard? feel it <unk> He buries his dick in my little bucket. He holds me by my arms and poking hard.
I feel him come in and out, tearing me...I've never felt one of that size...and thickness. Then he speaks in my ear: "Let's go to the table". I walk towards her with him buried in me, we walk up with some difficulty.
At the table he says: <unk> <unk> he leans on the table <unk> I hold on to the table, I open my legs and he starts pumping hard, I feel my belly touch my back and he's all sweaty. I lean on the table, feeling that huge stick go in and out of me. I get new slaps on the ass where he asks: <unk> let's go bitch, roll on my black stick <unk> Rumbling and moaning in the neighbor's yard imagining in the madness I was doing until I forgot about home ... husband ... accounts ...
He gets tired of standing up, pumping on me for a while I talk to him: "Your John, lie down on the table? " - "Hummm bitch, what are you thinking? " - "Lay down and see". That's what he does....he sits on the table, his dick pointing to the sky...when he lies down climbing up on the table...me sitting on him, I spit on his hand and direct his dick to the entrance of the bucket until he enters...when he enters I start to go up and down the body...I start riding now and he pumps inside me, holding me by the hip...every time he strikes my breasts sway and are sucked by his John, sucking like a calf.
The table trembles with our movements, I now carry innumerable tapas where I scream, I sing your John and he also returns in curses, moaning loudly and without caring about the time, because my husband would arrive only at night and it was not even 12:00, riding on your John's stick.
I realize that your John stops slapping me, I feel now his hands lovingly massaging my butt...I start raving about him, moaning a lot while he still sucks my breasts I hear the home phone ring...<unk>- Ah your John, it must be...oohhh...huuuuummm...my husband<unk> <unk>- is quiet bastard that I'm almost...<unk> your John increases the shocks tearing me loud moans but that gave a lot of pleasure. <unk>- ohh Suellen, I'm going to enjoy....<unk> I lift my body a little and the John's hand, it comes out and starts to enjoy a lot on my back....it's so much sperm that it starts to flow and reach my butt and now I'm looking at the face of pleasure I had given to this old bastard.
He says: <unk>- It's Suellen, after that you will be my maid, every day after your husband leaves I want you here, but still today I will try....<unk> and Nisso puts his index finger on my ass... <unk>- your old bastard....<unk>
I hope you enjoyed my first short story.
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