A maid riding on top of me
This story happened as I was 18 yo., summer break, in Lima, Peru. It was January and the hot weather was unbearable, especially if some atmospheric phenomenon was taking place during this season. My mother had been sick at the hospital -health problems-gall bladder surgery while my father and brothers were equally busy working at the time -no home.
It was Sunday night as my dad told us he had hired a new maid, a lady friend of his, to do laundry and dust home; clean and wipe. They wouldn’t let me do homework or assist here, for I still was pampered by them since I had begun to attend college. My brothers agreed with the new deal and I was happy about this as well. I was instructed -kind of advice- to stay all morning looking after the house, keeping an eye on the maid -they wouldn’t trust a new maid that would steal some stuff here.
Next day, my dad got up early, at about 7:00 A.M. to introduce the lady to me. She appeared 37 yo., and her name was Matilde, a Spanish rather weighed sturdy, who bowed after seeing me. I reckon 164 centimeters tall, but what most caught my attention -and was surprised by this- were her voluptuous tits, as well as sensual, together with a rounded bubble ass, clearly poking out, standing out through her woolen tight dress, though long.
Well, after introducing herself, along with some jokes and small chat -I thought this suits me, especially if I used to go to bed late at 11:00 P.M., took it easy those days, as my dad and brother were gone to work and the maid was occupied washing our clothes at the yard. We had already sorted out the clothes pieces for her, in advance. Well I was now watching the box -TV. Not a very significant day: the lady maid and I had small chat and she finally left at 12:00 noon while I went to the boardinghouse for lunch.
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My dad didn’t awake me on that Monday morning when Matilde showed up for work, so I slept more than the usual feeling a delicious fresh air coming through the open door from the yard. It had been too hot here. That’s why I used to wear only my boxers. I occasionally half opened my eyes to spy Matilde, who would peer into my bedroom sometimes.
It was 9:00 A.M and I could see her doing laundry with her back turned toward the room’s door, and I made out her body as bent over to pick up the brush which had dropped twice to the floor. This view was too gorgeous, her tits standing outlined, as well as her ass, wavering in comings and goings, ups and downs, each time she shook and jolt washing brusquely.
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Her tits were now translucent, too clear and evident for me to see through her wet blouse. That whole scene had caused me a hard on already. She was now ready to clean the house, she informed. That’s why I had a better chance here to satisfy my curiosity, and began to look at Matilde out of the corner of my eye, while I lie down on the sofa, reading a book. I considered her assisted by the movements made by a typical provincial woman, neither nice nor beautiful features, but she relied on a well built body to impress males. I could appraise, consider her ass and tits more properly, especially when she ducked.
I ordinarily am a shy guy, so wouldn’t attempt anything to court of fuck a woman on the spot… the only way out of this would be to get up and head for the bath room to brush the helmet, so I moved ahead. As I returned from the bath room, Matilde was now dusting my bed room, and was obliged at times, to sit on my bed, where I lied down to rest, just an excuse to stare at her. She began to clean the lamp table next to me, so we began a conversation about her hometown, and ventured to lean on her, only wearing my boxers, getting each time closer to her. She wouldn’t object.
Mrs. Matilde had moved on a little backwards while cleaning and dusting, almost sitting on me, bringing us to be together actually. My penis was now about to jump out of the boxers, unable to control this hard on; I stayed put, as it escapes me. My penis head got in contact with her buttocks, touching her. Had she been ignoring this?
She was now a butterfingered who had stood up, clumsily dropped the lamp table, perhaps boxed out, traumatized by my daring actions. I still stared at her stems, sticking my neck out too far.
Finally, while jerking off in the bath room, again, I began to have images of this lady lying down on my bed wearing only her yellow and wet panty, and bouncing breasts. A cum spurt landed on the basin after I cummed as mad, inspired and encouraged by the hot lady’s images.
I had begun to plan ahead for next Monday about a way to make my move here and possibly fuck the maid; would give it a try. This was a sticky wicket, but she would leave open the possibility that my plans could be orchestrated. I was pretty turned on, really full of lust. I had lust after Matilde’s cunt and ass since day break, expecting her that early morning at 7:00 to carry out my plan. I got up at 9:00, seeing Matilde washing: same skirt, firm legs, so made up my mind, resolved. I said hi, still on my bed, saying:
“Oh, it’s too hot in here.”
She said:
“Yeah, it’s been a hot weather. You’d better get up now.”
I replied:
“I’m only lying down here to get fresh air coming from the backyard.” Then asked: “would you please, clean my room as well?”
She laughed saying:
“What a indolent kid you are, aren’t you. Of course, I’ll do it.”
Later, I heard her voice screaming from the backyard:
“Still got some clothes load to wash, but no problem, I’m putting it to soak!! Wait, I’m coming!!”
I thought she had been jerking off!!
Seeing such progress here made me happy a lot. While Matilde was doing her job I asked questions like: Are you married?
She said: “Yes, but my husband went on a trip and has never provided for my 13 yo. daughter since.”
“What a pity” I said.
She asked:
“Where do you go to school, and what career did you choose?"
I answered her, sliding down the blanket slowly, exposing my erect dick for her to see. Matilde, like the first time, sat on my bed to clean the bedside table and for a second time I ventured to get closer to her ass, just centimeters away from my penis. As she shook her ass while cleaning the lamp table, I directed my dick so it’d graze against her buttocks through her flimsy skirt. Since she didn’t object I dared to stroke her breasts and raised her skirt. To my surprise, she wasn’t wearing panties!!
I turned her around and put her to bed, making room for her to lie down next to me, and see her vagina, labia, for the first time as I spread her legs wide. I began to part the labia and could see the pink inside, wet and shiny. I began to stroke the cunt with my fingers, and the scent that sprang from the vagina drove me mad. She got off the bed immediately, apparently ashamed, standing there by the bed side, staring at my dick, to suddenly hurdle over me and sit and astride me. I only felt a huge heat in my penis, only seeing her tits fighting to get out of the bra. I whispered:
“Take off your bra.”
She obeyed.
I was kind of intoxicated by these sensations and only could discern her huge and meaty brown nipples almost black, swaying at her rhythm. Perhaps she was finding very exciting this sex position, probably would give Matilde a good chance for reaching orgasm fucking her way on top. I noticed she had the control and power, not a submissive woman in lovemaking. She, on the other hand, increased speed and depth, dominating me -probably she thought I was too young, not experienced as was this veteran. It was exciting to see her breast as she faced towards me and, oh, God, I wish I’d see the buttocks if she rode away from me!! She maintained a good rhythm, passively receiving vaginal thrusts from my penis.