Man Maid

Around two weeks later, into the summer, and after he had established intimate relationships with Wanda, the mother and Tommy, the teenage son, Danny walked into the Garners’ house to find both Tommy and Wanda sitting at the kitchen table, a glass of milk for 16-year-old Tommy and a cup of coffee for Tommy’s mom.

“Good morning, Wanda, Tommy,” Danny walked in with a big smile on his light downy bearded face. Beads of sweat showing on his forehead after cycling from home in the morning summer sun. He looked glowing, in a way, too studly, for a house maid. At 19, Danny was not only a handsome, sexy guy, but he had grown more confident with himself after his escapades with the Garners, both the mother and the son. He was wearing his usual sweats, the pants baggy but showing a delicious bulge.

Wanda and Tommy looked up at Danny, smiled, as if catching the young man’s spiritedness and vigor, drinking in his masculinity.

“Hello, Danny. Time for some coffee?” Wanda’s smile hinted at lust that she was trying hard to stifle, but not successful at all, her feminine juices oozing though every pore of her skin.

Danny took the chair next to Tommy as Wanda stood up to get an empty mug. He immediately placed his hand on Tommy’s thigh, bare in shorts, rubbing the inside. Tommy emitted a low moan, which made his mother look back wonderingly.

“Anything wrong, honey?” She asked her son as she poured coffee into Danny’s mug.

“N… n… no Mom,” Tommy croaked, developing a boner and an ass twitch.

“Tell me, Danny,” Wanda said as she sat back in her chair on the other side of the table. “Do you find working house a drag?”

“Oh, no, Wanda,” Danny said. He still wasn’t that used to calling Mrs. Garners Wanda although she had asked him to do so, and he had fucked her a few times. “I wouldn’t choose to be a maid,” he continued, smirking at Tommy who had called him a maid the first day working in the Garners’ house, which had resulted in the teen boy sucking Danny’s cock, “but the money will help me when I start college in the fall.” Danny’s hand had wormed its way under the shorts to rub Tommy’s balls and sphincter as Tommy squirmed and tried not to make any sound.

“Oh, that’s nice, going to college. You must be very excited,” Wanda said, her voice turning a little bit huskier, her lipsticked lips becoming a little bit moistier.

Fuck, yeah, Danny thought to himself, excited as hell to fuck your pussy and your son’s tight hole.

“Yes, I am,” Danny said. If she could only feel his hard wood inside his sweats, or suck it, or ride it.

Tommy squirmed, sliding down on the chair and spreading his legs, as Tommy’s finger reached his hole and pressed on the ring. He surreptitiously reached under the table and grabbed Danny’s erection, his fuzzy face turning red.

Wanda pushed her chair back and stepped towards her son as she noticed his face flushed, concerned that Tommy might be developing a fever bout. She gasped when she saw Tommy’s hand in Danny’s crotch and Danny’s hand disappeared inside her son’s shorts. Immediately, the two boys pulled their hands away, but there was no mistake about the stretched sweats that Danny showed.

“What? Tommy?” Wanda glared at her son, then glanced down onto Danny’s bulge, her heart beats quickening, her knees weakening, her crotch getting wet.

Tommy sobbed and quickly ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room.

“You did Tommy?” Wanda stared at Danny.

“Wanda, come on, we just played a little. No harm.” He pushed back his chair, arched his back, his erection more prominent. He ran his fingers through his hair, smiled and winked at Wanda.

Wanda took in a deep breath. Oh, the boy is so beguiling, so sexy. Her husband, Bill, hadn’t touched her in ages, and this boy, this stud, fulfilled her aching needs. Quickly, she hitched up her skirt, pulled down Danny’s sweats, and squatted on top of his crotch, gripping the throbbing man tool and guiding it into her aching vagina. Danny thrust up, wrapping his arms around Wanda’s waist, his cock shaft invading the wet pussy.

“Oh, Danny, oh… yes deeper. Yes!” Wanda groaned, grabbing his mop of hair, bending onto his face to lick and kiss his lips as she rode his hard cock. Bill had never fucked her this way. Her orgasms were fierce and loud, spasming wildly around the thrusting cock. Her juices filled Danny’s thick bush and slid down onto his balls and inside his crack. His orgasm was not any less fierce either, as he buried deep and shot squirt after squirt of young cum inside the clamping pussy.

Almost apologetically, Wanda raised herself off Danny, his cock slipping out with a plopping sound and plastering on his belly. She smoothed down her skirt.

“Perhaps,” Wanda said, her face flushed and her vagina seeping fluids onto her thighs, “Danny, you might need some more money for college?”

“Oh, Wanda,” Danny’s eyes went wide. “You… you are not suggesting… that I…” he stammered, pulling up his sweats on the still hard cock.

“No, no, honey,” Wanda crooned. “You know the Hendersons across the street? Juliet Henderson said to ask you if you are interested in working at her house for a couple of hours in the afternoons? I told her how good you were.”

Danny ran his fingers through his hair. “Yes, I know Mrs. Henderson,” he said. “Yes, sure, if you don’t mind, that is.” His cock throbbed. Juliet Henderson had the most famous boobs in town. His cock throbbed some more.

“But… Wanda… you didn’t tell her about… you know... about what we just did, did you?”

Wanda smirked. “Not in so many words, but she did make a comment that I looked younger and asked me about what was making me glow.”

Danny grunted, stood up, not hiding his bulging crotch. “I’d better get to the chores, Wanda.”

“Sure, Danny. Yes. I think I will walk over to Juliet’s and tell her that it’s ok for you.”

Danny finished cleaning the downstairs and climbed the stairs. Tommy’s door was open. He went inside. Tommy was splayed on his back, naked, legs wide spread, the butt plug deep inside his hole. Without speaking, Danny stepped over to the boy, pulled out the plug, and climbed on top, his cock immediately responding. He fisted it out of his sweats and felt sticky with his own cum and Wanda’s juices, which made it even harder. He shoved it into Tommy’s tight hole.

Tommy screamed, cried, whimpered, moaned, squirmed, sobbed. When Danny shot his load inside the teen boy’s locked fuck hole, Tommy pulled him down, mumbling: “I love you, Danny.”

Neither boy heard the footsteps up the stairs and down the hall, Danny on top of Tommy, still buried in his ass, flexing his cock, kissing Tommy’s hot lips.

Wanda stood motionless inside Tommy’s room, mesmerized by the scene. Her anger and concern were overpowered by Danny’s fuzzy butt and hanging balls as the butt muscles rippled with Danny’s grinding and flexing. She stepped closer and placed her hand on the rippling masculine butt cheeks.

With a start, Danny pulled out of the tight hole and stood up, his sweats around his ankles, his cock dripping cum.

Tommy pulled up the bed sheet to cover himself in front of his mother, his eyes going wide as he watched her gazing lustily at his Danny.

“Mom,” Tommy whimpered. “We were just… playing around,” he said lamely.

Wanda turned and walked out.

Wanda had mixed feelings towards all this, sitting at the kitchen table, sipping her coffee, warming her hands around the coffee mug, as she listened to Danny move upstairs, finishing the house cleaning. She had suspected her Tommy to have an attraction for men for some time now. She had noticed her son’s few feminine gestures, especially when he got agitated about something or another.

Tommy was gay. She can accept that. And if so, it might as well be Danny. Why not? Danny was a decent boy, after all. Much better than having her son trying to find physical satisfaction from other places. She had heard about gay teens being accosted in parks and public toilets for passing sex. Even some bashing.  Danny, however, was really, really sweet as well as hot. What a stud! Those thrusting hips, those rippling butt cheeks, that thick cock. Her vagina dampened and she pressed her thighs together, emitting a low moan, feeling Danny’s hard cock inside her like an amputee would feel the presence of a lost limb.  

Juliet walked in through the kitchen screen door to find Wanda flushed and sweating.

“Dear, dear, Wanda, honey, have you caught something? You look feverish.”

Wanda flushed deeper, but got up and hugged her neighbor.

“Let me pour you some coffee, Juliet.” Wanda busied herself as she forced her body to settle.

“So tell me about this wonder house boy you got,” Juliet said, her eyes glittering above the rim of the steaming coffee mug.

“Danny is a very serious young man. Much better than any of the female domestic help I have hired.”

“Oh, really!” Juliet bit her lower lip. “Is he here now?”

Wanda nodded. She knew that Juliet’s husband, Darby, went both ways, but with other men on the down-low only. The two neighbors gossiped for 15 minutes or so when Danny stepped into the kitchen wiping his hands on his sweats. Juliet gasped audibly, running her eyes all over Danny.

“Upstairs done, Wa… ma’am,” Danny said as he noticed Juliet.

“Thank you, sweetie.”

“Tommy is upstairs on his Nintendo,” Danny smirked, knowing exactly was Tommy had had up his butt.

“So, Danny,” Juliet cooed. “You have time to come over for a couple of hours in the afternoons?”

Wanda smiled mischievously, eying Danny’s crotch. “But dear, Darby comes home for lunch and usually takes a nap, if I’m not mistaken. Do you think he’d mind Danny clamping around the house?”

Juliet glared at Wanda. What was she doing? She knew that Darby loved to suck on young dick. He would be enthralled with such a hot stud around. Juliet would also be able to get some of this hot meat herself. “Darby’s ok with this, if Danny can spare the time.”

“Sure, ah, Mrs… , um… “

“Oh, sorry Danny. I haven’t introduced my dear and sweet neighbor. This is Mrs. Henderson, Juliet.”

“You can call me Juliet, Danny. We don’t need to be on such formal terms.”

Danny loved boobs and pussy. Juliet’s boobs were almost popping out of her tight cotton blouse, and he was sure that her pussy was juicy and welcoming from the way she was looking at him. But he hated how women tend to emphasize every other word when they say something. So many hidden meanings and insinuations. Guys, on the other hand, would just come out and say: “Suck my dick! Or even Fuck me!” No drama!

“I think I can make the time, Juliet.” On the spur of the moment, Danny brought his hand down to adjust his cock and balls. He can be insinuating as well, if that was the game with women. What was the matter with their husbands, anyway? Most probably, they were sinking their dicks into their secretaries’ inkpots or something, to ignore their wives like this. Those two women were so hungry to get laid! And Danny had always thought how lucky married men were to have available and free sex at home whenever they wanted.

“You can start this afternoon,” Juliet flirted, throwing a knowing glance towards Wanda.

Danny decided to keep the woman on tenterhooks. “Oh, I have already made some plans for today. I’m sorry. Tomorrow ok?” Again, he adjusted his junk, reeling the woman in, as if she needed any reeling in. She was almost drooling.

“You are also going to fuck Juliet, Danny?” Tommy whispered the following morning as he cozied into Danny’s armpit, breathing in the sweat and musk emanating for the pit hair.

“You jealous?” Danny smiled, fondling Tommy’s nipples.

Both boys started and quickly pulled the covers on top of them as Wanda walked in.

“Oh, you boys!” she crooned.

They gazed with wide-open eyes as Wanda dropped her skirt and pulled her blouse over her head, kicking her floats off.

“You look so nice… Mind if I join?”

Danny and Tommy were stunned. How did this happen? Danny’s cock started to come back to life when he glued his eyes on Wanda’s boobs, jiggling when she took off the blouse. Her panties were sheer and Danny could see the outline of a dark triangle under them. Tommy was mortified. He pressed harder against Danny, as if saying, Go away Mom. This is my guy!

As if by tacit agreement, the three bodies spooned. Wanda spooning Danny, Danny spooning Tommy, and Tommy grinding back against Danny’s growing bone. As Wanda licked and kissed Danny’s neck and shoulder, excited by the muscles and the heat and the prominent scents of earlier sex, Danny reached back with one hand and grabbed her butt, pressing her onto his. His cock went rocket hard as he felt her wetness on his butt.

Reaching back, Tommy guided the throbbing cock to his hole and pushed back. Danny felt his knob pressing on the twitching ring and he thrust, penetrating, with a loud grunt. He felt shivers all over his body as Wanda’s tongue and lips worked his back down to his furry butt cheeks. He groaned feeling teeth biting his mounds, wet tongue inserted into his crack. He thrust hard into Tommy, moaning. As he started his fucking, he was amazed how Wanda was able to get inside his crack with her tongue and slurp on his squeezed hole and under his balls, with her head squeezed between his upper thighs. She even reached the bouncing nuts and suckled on them. He cummed so hard inside Tommy that he thought his nuts were going to explode into atoms.

The trio lay back panting, breathing hard, arms around each other, Danny sandwiched between mother and son.

“Mom,” Tommy said, his hand resting lovingly on Danny’s abs. “Danny is gonna fuck Juliet, too, huh?”

Wanda snickered. “She sure looked ripe for that, honey. What about it, Danny?”

“Wanda? I will fuck whatever whoever whenever.”

“Whomever.”

“Huh?”

“Oh, sweet Danny,” Wanda laughed. “I’m just being a tease.”

What followed was tit fondling, cock erection, wet-pussy invasion, sweaty fucking and butt rimming, bull-squirting and loud orgasming.

Juliet didn’t leave anything to doubt as she led Danny around the house, chattering incessantly, in a tight cotton cut-off t-shirt making her boobs even bigger and her tit nipples buttoning out through the material, definitely braless, thought Danny, as he strolled behind her with a semi-erection bulging his sweats. Her very short shorts were so tight that they might rip at the middle seam any moment.

Danny ran his fingers through his hair wondering if he could take her up the butt. The swishing and swaying cheeks mesmerized him, and he could barely control his hands from reaching out and grabbing them, spreading them wide, shoving his cock between them and into the tight hole buried inside, waiting, winking, inviting.

Danny butt-fucked Juliet, bent over the kitchen table, until her tears mixed with her cunt juice. He rammed her wildly, making her buck and groan and squirm under his thrusts. It was quite a scene when her husband, Darby, walked in on them as Danny slipped out of Juliet’s ass, his cock dripping and slimy. Darby was in no time on his knees, slobbering on the still pulsating cock, drinking in what remained of Danny’s cum and his wife’s ass fluids: salty, tangy, slimy, shitty, but to Darby heavenly, especially since his mouth ministrations on the young cock rewarded him with another load of creamy stud sperm.

Needless to say, between throat, pussy and ass, Danny’s cock got full-time workouts during that summer. Not that Danny was complaining. A bit sore. But a small price to pay for the loads he was nutting and the holes he was filling. Not to mention the dough filling his pockets, generously and gratefully pushed onto him. He did, however, turn down presents. He didn’t want to walk around wearing expensive watches or perfumes. The money was more than enough. The fucking was awesome.