Category : Adult

Sub Category : Erotic

I have a Filipina maid that’s worked with me for about five years since my wife (ex-wife now) gave birth to our first child. Her name is Adele and she is nineteen years old, fair complexion but not very tall. She isn’t really a looker, but she had an ample chest and really nice looking feet. I have never looked at her sexually nor did it cross my mind to try to get in between her legs. As a matter of fact, I treated her like a younger sister and never gave her a second look although there were occasions that she unintentionally offered opportunities for me to gaze at her exposed bosoms whenever she goes about her work cleaning the house which requires her to bend over that offers a luscious view down her blouse. Yet, I had never taken advantage of such innocent opportunities, though I loved to look at her lovely feet.
One day, as my ex-wife and I were taking our customary afternoon naps in the living room on a Saturday afternoon, I woke up to the sound thunder outside our three-room apartment. I decided to go and look for Adele and my son. Searching the smaller rooms and not seeing them, I went to the master bedroom. I pushed the door open and to my surprise, I saw Adele squatting on the toilet seat with her pussy still urinating and her bushy mound crowning her wet pussy.
Our master bedroom has a bathroom attached and it is designed in such a way that the door leading into the bedroom faces the bathroom door. The toilet seat is situated at the far end of the bathroom facing the door. Adele had actually locked the bedroom door, but didn’t realize that the door did not catch on the latch properly. She had left the bathroom door open with my son sitting in his baby chair just outside the toilet so that she can keep an eye on my son while she answers to nature’s call. She had not reckoned on the door being opened with her in such a compromising position, exposing her pussy in its full glory for my viewing pleasure. Precious seconds were wasted as she scrambled clumsily off the toilet seat to rush at the door in an attempt to close it shut. She had her blouse pulled to her chin and it exposed her boobs contained in a sexy black bra. It was a half cup bra and her cleavage was very prominent and practically flowing out of her bra. I was in complete amazement as it was the first time I ever had a glance at them and have come to appreciate it’s seductive beauty. I never realized how big her breasts were and the fact that she was wearing a half cup bra that seemed two sizes smaller than what she should be wearing only worked like a push up bra making her boobs practically burst out from its confinements.
I had to admit that revelation did change my perspective about my perception of Adele. She began to look increasingly more attractive and her ample bosoms kept reminding me of the possibilities I could have with her breasts the size of ripe melons. My ex-wife’s breasts were nowhere compared to hers. She had small tits with rather large pointy nipples - the size of thumbs, which didn’t compliment each other. She had expressed her envy over Adele's breasts sizes on a number of times, but I tried my best to avoid the issue – very sensitive ground, and no sane man would want to wander into that territory willingly. There is no denying Adele’ breasts are larger, fuller and firmer compared to my ex-wife’s. She felt insecure in her position as the “Ma’am of the House” and on a number of occasions had accused me of wanting to have an affair with the maid. Being from the Philippines, it was customary for the women to wait on the man of the house, and Adele was no different. She would prepare breakfast for me every morning and would have a cup of coffee ready for me and pass it to me personally before I step out of the apartment. She has never offered the same to her lady employer and that would upset my ex-wife very much as recognition as the person in charge was very important to her.
How did my ex-wife and I went our separate ways? Well, she started humping her boss and he was promising her the moon if she kept her legs wide open for him. Everything went well for her and she demanded a divorce from me. She wanted to be single again and she didn’t want to be held back by motherhood and all that came with being a mom and a wife. So, she went ahead with her application for divorce and she thought everything was going her way until she got herself pregnant with her boss and found out the hard way that he didn’t want another child, especially when his own wife was in the advance stages of pregnancy. Needless to say, she got dumped by the Romeo boss like a ton of bricks and she was left stranded with his bastard child in her tummy. She wanted to come back, making false charges against her ex-lover that he had put her under a charm and she wasn’t aware of what she was doing. She claimed the spell made her spread her legs for him and she wasn’t herself when she was blowing him under his desk in his office. She wanted to come back and even offered to abort her baby but I didn’t want anything to do with such murderous acts. Needless to say, I had no intention of French-kissing a tainted pussy.
So, the divorce proceedings went ahead and we lived separately. Since I had custody of our son, Adele stayed with me in the apartment, while the slut moved out. During the happy times with her boss, she would still practice her maternal rights to visitations and would bring my son and Adele back to her apartment to stay. According to Adele, her boss would come over when she is in the apartment and they would be going at it vigorously in the bedroom with my son at the door calling for his mom and would have no reservations being loud about about their amorous activities in the bedroom even though the maid is within earshot of the ruckus. Adele would return home and complain to me about the lack of morals that my ex-wife was demonstrating in her apartment. While Adele was bitching about it, I noticed since then, she had changed in her dressing and the way she carries herself in the house.
Adele would these days wear tighter blouses that show off her curvature more than before. Her large breasts were more obvious than ever before. She started wearing soft-padded bras which gave the false impression that she had no bra on as her nipples seem to be protruding thru the fabric of her t-shirt. Her boobs seem a lot bouncier than I remembered them to be. And she no longer wore those khaki pants that went down to her knees. These days Agnes would don those hot pants that gave a sneak peek at the bottom of the bum cheeks. There were a couple of occasions when she would be on the ladder cleaning a fan and lifted her leg out away from the ladder and I was almost certain she didn’t have any panties on as I could look up and see her unshaven pussy! Adele would pick the right time for me to come home and come out of the bathroom, wrapped in a skimpy towel that was so low, it showed ample cleavage and so short, all it need was a slight bend over to expose the jewels between her legs.
Now, all this while during the separation, I had stayed in the apartment with Adele and my son alone. My colleagues would always tease me when I tell I am going home early to be with my son instead of having a pint or two at our favorite pub. They refused to believe that I haven’t humped the maid yet and that all this while I have not even laid a finger on her. The truth is that I did not dare touch Adele for two specific reasons. The first is that I dare not take the risk of doing so in case I read the signals wrongly and she was not into it. That would make the situation awkward which could end with her leaving my son and I. Being a single parent, I depended on Adele to look after my son and since we are all comfortable with the arrangement, I didn’t want to spoil it over a few minutes of fun for my dick. The other reason was that since Adele bitched about the ‘immoral” activities going on in the ex-wife’s apartment, I figured she was a very staunch Catholic and therefore felt a moral obligation to keep her chastity intact. But these past few days my sexual appetite for a taste of her pussy and to ravish her bosom has grown immensely hard to ignore. Adele has not helped my efforts of restrain by the way she has been dressing and behaving lately either. Instead, I get the feeling she wants me to get into her pants and intrude in her most private of parts.
I noticed that on a number of occasions, Adele would walk into my room unannounced even when the door is closed. For reasons unknown, she had forgotten her manners to knock on the door before entering. But could it be that because of my self-imposed celibacy over an extended period, maybe my subconscious might be playing tricks on my lust driven mind? I had to be sure I was not reading the messages wrongly and screw up a good thing going at the moment. So, to be sure, I decided to test the waters, so to speak. Every morning, after a bath, I would walk back to my room wrapped in a towel to change into my work clothes. This has been my morning routine and I noticed this is also the time when Adele seemingly needed to get something from my room for my son and would always barge in as if in a hurry then look at me and apologize profusely for not knocking first. I decided to continue with the routine, except that this time I used a rather flimsy towel that showed the silhouette of my legs and what’s between them against the morning sun shining into my room as I walked towards my room. I would close the room door behind me and wait by the bed with my towel at the side of my feet, my manhood exposed for full viewing. I would wait minutes to see if she would walk in on me but on each occasion, I’d end up feeling sheepish and silly of my behavior.
On one such morning, I had actually given up on the silly idea and was inspecting myself in the mirror, looking at my penis and fondling it until it became hard and erect. I was really horny that morning and was really in need of unloading my load which felt penned up in my nut sacks for far too long. I wished I had unloaded it in the bathroom earlier but decided it was as good a time as any now, since my cock was gearing and ready to go. So, I proceeded to stroke my cock into a full blown erection when suddenly, the door burst open and Adele walked into the room to see me standing there with my cock in one hand and balls in the other, looking at her wide eyed and stunned motionless staring at her as I awaited her reaction. I realized she took her time as her eyes broke away from my blank gaze and traveled lower until they stopped at my throbbing cock. She took her time to look at my cock and with a smile breaking out at the edges of her lips, she turned and walked out of the room. My cock grew harder from the attention it had suddenly received, but I decided it wasn’t such a good idea to continue wanking it, especially so since I’ve been caught practically with my hands in the candy jar, so to speak.  So, I continued to get dressed for work, allowing my cock to return to its placid state before slipping it into my briefs and pulling my trousers up.
I came out of my room and proceeded to the breakfast table for my routine coffee and toast, poached eggs and a glass of fresh orange. As I sat at the usual place, I noticed that Adele was not at the table like she normally does, awaiting to prepare my breakfast for me. I was concerned if the incident in my bedroom might have freaked her out and she was hiding in her room waiting for me to leave the apartment. That was not good as I still needed her services to take care of the apartment as well as my son’s and my needs in the house too. Anyway, pointless for me to worry about it now, damage is done, nothing I can do to undo it. I proceeded to read the morning papers when I heard her coming out of her room. I pretended as if nothing had happened and continued to read the papers as I hear he approach the table and started pouring my coffee. Slowly, I put down the paper to pick up the cup of coffee when I gaped in awe and what was presented to me across the table. There was Adele, in a flimsy see-thru negligee with a plunging neckline that seem to go all the way down to her navel. I could see her cleavage and she had ample. She seemed to bend over longer than usual as she spread the butter over the toast. Clearly she was not wearing any support underneath as I was given a long lingering view of her beautiful nipples.
My crotch grew very tight as the blood vessels in my cock filled up very quickly, giving me an uncomfortable, but at the same time pleasurable erection. The bulge in my crotch must have grown significantly as Adele looked at my reaction through the unmistakable rise in the bulge of my crotch. I was not able to conceal it any longer and she smiled as she walked around the table and knelt in front of me and pushed her way seductively in between my legs. She placed the plate with my toasted bread in front of me and beckoned me to proceed with my breakfast. In the meantime, she bent forward and placed her face directly on top of my bulge and took a long deep sniff of my crotch. She looked up and smiled, as if approvingly and started to nibble my cock playfully thru my trousers and briefs. This only went to make my erection stronger and more obviously uncomfortable in the constraints of the limited space within my crotch. Sensing this, Adele slowly, but sensuously unzipped my pants and unbuckled my belt as she gently pulled my pants down over my knees and let them drop to my ankles. Adele took her time to glace at the outline of my throbbing member through the thin fabric of my briefs. Then she went thru her ritual of sniffing it against the fabric and nibbling at it which was proving to be deliriously enjoyable. She went on to gently stroke my inner thighs with her hands, planting kisses along the insides of each thigh, taking my breath away with each tantalizing kiss. Finally, she pulled my briefs up and slipped her other hand inside and grabbed my cock, wrapping her fingers around the girth of my shaft, sending electrifying pulses of pleasure up my back.
Adele took my throbbing shaft and was running her nose up and down the entire length of my cock, sniffing it and seems to stop to take longer sniffs at the base of the member where it joins with the balls. It was evidently clear that Adele loves the smell of a man’s manhood as it seems to turn her on.  As Adele was taking in the aroma that my cock had to offer, she had been on her feet with her back arched out and gyrating her hips as she took in my musky manly aroma trapped within my crotch area. As she gyrated, the hems of her negligee traveled up over her buttocks and gathered on her waist, exposing the spotlessly clean and clear skin of her rounded buttocks, which were both firm and smooth. I never noticed how beautiful Adele’s tanned skin was ~ so smooth and clear of any blemishes. Adele was moving her hips so seductively when she started to kiss the head of my cock. Whipping her tongue out she licked the entire length and girth of my rock hard member, trailing the tip of her tongue along the blood engorged veins running down the length of the shaft. As I looked down her bobbing head, I could see my cock glistening against the morning light, coated with her saliva. Adele had already taken my erected meat into her mouth. Initially she took my engorged head into her mouth and slowly worked her way down my cock, inch by inch as she skillfully swallowed my meat down her hot throat.. It was not long before she was deep throating my cock, making it very difficult for me to control the surging need from within my scrotum to pump my hot load of cum into her inviting throat. Adele was indeed very skillful in the art fellatio.
As Adele continued to lick the entire length of my shaft, I reached down to fondle her ample bosoms. They felt firm to the touch and her skin silky smooth against the palm of my hands. Adele is young and have not had any kids yet. Her globes were not showing any signs of sag as yet and feels fully rounded .I tweaked her small nipples between my thumbs and index fingers and felt them become erect to the manipulation rendered to them. I continue fondling them, encouraged by the response I was getting from Adele. Her sudden bodily jerks followed by gasps and moans embolden the attention my hands have been giving to her magnificent pair. With Adele bent over my cock, I was not able to look at them and admire their true beauty, and I was eager to suckle on those nipples, now fully erect in complete arousal from the attention they have been receiving. I wanted to enjoy the glory of her bosom, burying my face into them, smothering each globe of flesh with wet kisses.
Adele never let up on her loving attention to my cock, so I reached forward to get a feel of her butt, running my palms across her smooth tanned back. The tips of my fingers running along the sexy indentation at the center of her back where her spine ran along her back down to her ass. Her body shivers involuntarily from the pleasurable yet ticklish sensations that my fingers were giving. I was not able to reach over far enough to grope her butt. However, I was able to reach down into the crack of her ass and run my finger over her tight puckered little anus. Adele was taken my surprise and her body jerked in response to this unaccustomed violation of the most intimate crevice on her body. But her body soon relaxed as she began to enjoy the pleasurable sensation afforded to her as I caressed her butt hole with the tip of my middle finger. She wiggled her butt playfully in response to my finger manipulation, approving and encouraging me to do more. I decided not to disappoint and sucking my middle finger to lubricate it with my saliva, I placed my wet finger over her butt hole again and gently applied pressure to it until my finger pushed passed her sphincter muscle and into her butt hole. Adele immediately froze and her body tensed up at this utterly unfamiliar sensation right up her anus. But as trepidation slowly got replaced with untold pleasure never before experienced, her body relaxed again and responded encouragingly by pushing up to my hand, trying to get my finger to go deeper up her rectum. Naturally I was happy to comply and started to thrust my finger in and out of her butt hole, going in deeper with each thrust into her most private bodily crevice.
Except for the brief moment when I first violated her butt hole, Adele was un-relentless in her attention on my cock. I wanted to reciprocate with the same fervor and attention to her pussy, which I have yet to see or touch, but Adele was showing no sign of letting up on the best cock loving attention I have ever had. I tried to maneuver her around so that I can get some of the action I wanted to give to her pussy but she wouldn't budge. I whispered into her ear that I was almost over the edge and can feel the pressure in my shaft building up, nearing the point of convulsion to spew my seeds out. Adele remained unperturbed, instead she increased her bobbing action enthusiastically and before long, I was at the point of no return. I felt my hot cum rushing up the length of my shaft and started spurting stream after long stream of hot white liquid deep into Adele's mouth. Adele continued to suck on my cock as I released globs after globs of my seed into her wet mouth. I noticed that Adele's sucking on my cock did not reduce while I was ejaculating, if anything, she actually sucked harder and more vigorously instead. It dawned on me that she was not storing my cum in her mouth was had actually swalloed every drop of cum my nut sacks had to provide and even as I have emptied out completely into her mouth, Adele continued to suck on my cock as if she was hungry for more. The pleasure I received from my now highly sensitive cock was immensely pleasurable to the point that my toes literally curled backwards!
Adele finally looked up and our eyes met as she continued to lick my cock head and pushing the tip of the tongue into the little opening on it. She smiled, squeezed the shaft of my cock playfully and planted a kiss on its head, before releasing my still throbbing manhood. Our eyes still locked, she bent forward and gave a kiss on my forehead and whispered into my to pull up my pants and get ready to head out for work. I told her I have not had the pleasure of tasting her pussy but she smiled and said I will when I come home from work. She promised me she will get her pussy primed and all ready for me this evening when I return home to my son and to her. Reluctantly I pulled my pants up and head out the door to go to work but the day was filled with flashbacks of the amazing turn of events that happened that morning and eager anticipation of what pleasures awaits me when I get home after work. I could not wait for the day to pan out so that I can rush back home....but that, is another story for another time.