Maid Service
A pile of cardboard boxes blocks your path to the kitchen and you step over them with a sigh. You just moved into this place by yourself but you haven't been able to unpack and clean everything up yet. Trying to get everything done little by little just seems like a losing battle of attrition against the cardboard and trash, you need some help. A stack of pizza boxes stares at you from the counter and you sigh, making up your mind. Flipping through services on your phone you see a fairly cheap maid company, includes cooking, cleaning, and laundry. Scrolling through the site, you set up an appointment, kicking over another empty box as you shuffle across the floor before going about your day.
A few days pass and no real progress has been made on the mountain of cardboard, styrofoam and plastic covering your living area. A knock on your front door forces you to wade through a sea of paper bags before you can finally answer it. Pulling it open, you brush a pile of plastic off to the side. A petite girl stands in your doorway, blonde hair tied into twin tails on either side of her head and piercing blue eyes. Her French maid's dress shows a surprising amount of cleavage, and her skirt only falls to about mid thigh.
"Uh, hi. You must be from the cleaning service" you mutter, trying not to stare.
"Good afternoon! My name is Takamura Takako, I understand you need some help with excess clutter." her voice is exceedingly bubbly, and she bounces slightly when she speaks. Motioning her inside, you shut the door behind her.
"Yeah, I moved in not long ago but everything's kind of just piled up. It's hard to get ahead of it on my own"
"Understandable, I've done a lot of jobs similar to this! You always end up with a ton of boxes and packing material that you never had before you moved and trying to clean that on top of unpacking is difficult. We'll get this done in no time!" Takamura makes her way through your place, getting a feel for the layout and eyeing all the boxes. Taking the largest boxes, she sets them off to the side and starts breaking down smaller ones, folding them inside. You help her out, folding boxes inside boxes and soon the entrance looks almost completely clear.
The two of you condense as much plastic and cardboard as you can, bringing it outside to the trash periodically. You can't help but notice when she bends over in front of you, her skirt lifting up slightly or her cleavage hanging next to your face. It's not something you try to think about, but there it is. Cleaning your way into the bedroom, Takamura bends over the bed to reach a box on the far side and you chew on your lip watching her.
"I don't think I can reach this, you think you could grab it?" she asks, stretching out along your mattress. Without thinking, you press up against her from behind, reaching over her to snag the box. Takamura's rear squishes against your crotch and you freeze for a moment, unsure of what to do. You can feel her wiggling slightly against you, pressing back.
"Sorry!" you jump back, trying to keep yourself in check. The feeling of her body underneath yours is etched into your brain but all you want to do is keep working. Takamura stands up slowly with a pout, looking away.
"It's okay, let's keep going" she says, brushing past you.
The day passes and you make progress, your place looks noticeably cleaner and you have more space than you thought. Most of your trash and cardboard made it outside and just some scattered plastic remains on the floor. Unfortunately you're more pent up than ever since Takamura has gone out of her way to make as much contact with you as possible. Her hands keep touching yours, she pushes her chest against your back when you're bent over, and she's always in your field of view, showing skin whenever possible. It feels like your hard on is going to rip through your pants at any moment but you can't just duck into the bathroom to take care of it.
"Alright mister, it looks like we're about done! Would you like to continue this service on a weekly or monthly basis? I can come by and help you tidy up whenever you need it" Takamura brings her arms together, squeezing her cleavage as she speaks.
"Actually, yeah, that'd be great" you reply, your erection making the decision for you. "Do you provide any extra services other than the stuff we did today?"
"Of course! You'll have to let me know ahead of time so I can bring the right equipment but I can do power washing, a deep clean of the kitchen or bathroom, gardening maintenance if you like, and a bunch of other things!"
"I'll keep that in mind" you fish for your wallet and pull out a $50 bill, handing it to her. She comes forward and takes it daintily, pressing up against you, her knee slipping between your legs.
"Thanks so much for the tip, sir. Please let me know if there's anything I can do to improve your experience" she purrs, running her thigh up against yours.
"Feel like sticking around and finishing up the bedroom?" you ask, against your better judgment.
"Excuse me, what kind of a maid do you think I am?!" she pulls back, looking indignant. Reaching into your wallet again, you pull out two $100 bills and hold them between two fingers. "Much better" she smiles, plucking them from your hand and slipping them into her bra. Before you can move to the bedroom she falls to her knees in front of you, running the palm of your hand over the throbbing bulge in your jeans.
"Oh... poor dear... is that because of me?" she rubs and squeezes the outline of your cock through your pants, looking up at you with a sly smile. Undoing your pants, you tug them down slightly and let your length fall onto her face, covering from her lips past her forehead. Taking it in her hands, she sighs happily and runs her lips along it, kissing the head and swirling her tongue against it. Planting small kisses up and down the side, Takamura pulls it up with two fingers, tracing her tongue along the underside and slowly wrapping her lips over the head. Her hands rest on your thighs as she sucks slowly, the feeling of her warm mouth on your cock driving you even crazier. Unable to hold back, you wrap your hands around her twin tails, gripping tight and holding her in place as you push deeper. You feel her relax as she closes her eyes, your cock slipping into her throat, her lips touching the base of your cock as you bury yourself completely. Twisting her hair in your hand, you thrust slowly, fucking her face and hearing her throat make sloppy wet sounds.
Pulling out slowly, you watch as a string of saliva bridges your cock and her lips, tears running down her face. Takamura coughs slightly and smiles, opening her mouth again. Slapping your cock against her tongue, you pull her head back onto you and feel her tongue massaging the underside. Guiding her mouth along you, you watch her eyes flutter as her hands slip under her skirt. Impaling her throat with your cock, her knees tremble as she cums, moaning happily. You let your hand rest on her head as she sucks you ecstatically, still moaning and humming. Sliding off, she plants a kiss on the head, her tongue darting out to catch the precum dripping out. Her hands wrap around the base of your cock, squeezing and milking you slowly as she continues to lap at your pre. Takamura strokes you slowly as she sucks softly at the head, still licking excitedly, and you groan as a large spurt of cum falls onto her tongue. She swallows it immediately and doubles her efforts, drawing a second helping, then a third. Keeping your cock in her mouth, she keeps sucking and working you with her hands, squeezing your balls to draw out every last bit.
Giving your cock one last kiss, Takamura licks her lips and smiles up at you,
"Thanks for the tip, sir" she giggles, standing up and brushing her dress off. You're still hard and not nearly satisfied, pulling her close and turning her around, her back against your chest. Wrapping your arms around her, you squeeze her breasts through her dress, your cock prodding against her ass.
"Mister! Ah!" she exclaims, squirming against you. Throwing her over your shoulder, you bring her to the bedroom as she protests. "Wait! I'm not ready for this! I was just going to blow you!"
Tossing her onto the bed, you grab a scarf from off a dresser, pulling her arms behind her back and tying them together with the scarf. Grabbing her by the ankles, you yank her to the edge of the bed as she squirms, holding her in place with one hand and ripping her panties off with the other. Rubbing the head of your cock against her pussy, you hear her moan into the sheets, her arms straining as she tries to pull free. In spite of her verbal protests, she's soaking wet and not actually fighting to get away. Pulling her hips towards yours, your cock stretches her open and bottoms out, her legs shaking as she groans into the bed. You flip her skirt up so you can get a better view of her ass, giving her a spank as you start pounding into her. Each thrust makes her butt jiggle and you get a bit hypnotized just watching it bounce as you drive in harder and harder. Takamura's hands clench and release as you fuck her roughly, trembling underneath you and moaning occasionally. You feel her pussy squeeze tight as she cums, her whole body shaking briefly, then collapsing on the mattress.
You stop thrusting your hips as she orgasms, letting her come down a bit before plowing into her once more. Rubbing her ass cheeks lightly, you pull them apart and let your tongue drip some saliva onto her backdoor. It instantly tenses up but you just rub your thumb against it gently, spitting on it again and slowly working your digit inside. The constant hammering of your cock makes it hard for her to keep your thumb out, and soon you have both her holes stretched out beneath you. Sliding your thumb in and out makes her twitch and try to tense, but as soon as your cock bottoms out she lets go. You thrust faster, trying to get her to cum again and it doesn't take long until she's biting the sheets, screaming as she gushes around your cock for the second time.
Slipping out of her slowly, you work your thumb around just a bit more before pulling it out, prodding against her recently vacated ass with the head of your cock. You hear a muffled "No..." but you ignore it, pulling her back a bit so she's properly bent over the bed. Keeping constant pressure against her hole, your cock eventually slips through and widens her ass out enough for the rest of you. Biting your lip, you push in agonizingly slow, every inch molding her insides until you're balls deep and her ring is clenched tight around your base. You give her ass a slap and grip her waist, fucking her slowly and speeding up gradually. Pausing briefly, you turn her over onto her back. Plowing her again, you look up at her face to see her eyes rolling back, tears streaming down her face and soft moans coming from her mouth. Her tits bounce with every thrust, and you pull her top down to expose them. Her legs wrap weakly around your waist as you fuck her ass, burying yourself inside completely and emptying your balls inside her. You paint her insides with your cum, pulling out slowly and watching a small stream of white run out.
Walking to the bathroom, you rinse yourself off and pat yourself dry, leaving Takamura tied up on the bed. Stopping in the kitchen, you grab a bottle of water from the fridge before heading back into the bedroom. Takamura is still lying on the bed, a trail of cum leaking from her ass as she catches her breath. Twisting the top off the water, you take a swig and roll her back on her stomach, propping her up on her knees and kneeling behind her. Stroking your cock back to life, you line it up with her pussy and get back to fucking her. Reaching down, you untie her arms and watch them fall to her sides as you slap your hips into hers. She tries to prop herself up briefly but falls as soon as you bury yourself in her, moaning once more into the sheets. Midnight comes and goes, and every hole of Takamura's is filled at least once with your cum. Dried seed is splattered around her mouth and cheeks, even more on her dress. You can see a visible handprint imprinted on her ass, and her wrists have a light bruising. She's long since passed out, and you sit on the edge of the bed, finishing off a third bottle of water. You can see her clutching the money you gave her as she sleeps and you smile. Doing this once every few weeks sounds like a good deal, cheaper than dating.
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