My Name is Steve. I get what I want. Last Night I was cruising the Craigslist ‘slut report’ when I came upon a feeble little ad from some Mother’s worst nightmare:
“My Wife wants to make me watch while she is Fucked by another man.”
“Oh really,” I thought “My Kind of Couple.”
We went through the usual Formality of exchanging Pics and greetings until I finally got the Lady of The House on the phone….
“Do You guarantee These Pictures are You?” Was the Only thing she asked.
When I assured her of what she was going to get, she gave me her address and, pointedly asked: “How Long is it going to take to get here?”
It would be about a half an hour, I thought, but 20 Minutes later I was knocking on her door….
Much to my surprise and amusement, it was not her who answered the door.
It was the ‘man’ all dressed up in a ridiculous Maid outfit.
What a freak.
“The Mistress is waiting For You, Sir….Please Follow me,” She said meekly.
I walked into a different world. Candles and Mood lighting brought out the essence of debauchery and I could smell a mix of Marijuana, incense, and my favorite Lube, blended with pine-sol.
Entering the Ladys inner sanctum, I found her perched on what can only be described as a throne….
“I’ve been waiting For You,” she cooed.
“At Your service, M’aam.”
“Excellent,” she hissed, “now get out of those Clothes.”
I didn’t need any coaxing, I was already hard as the Rock Of Gibralter. As I slipped muy clothes off, the maid dutifully took my things, folded them and set them aside as The Lady came closer. She was wearing a Long see-Through Night-Gown and I could see she was quite Stacked….
She immediately started stroking my Cock…
“Mmmmm….A good man is hard to find” She quipped, “But a Hard man is Good to find…”
“You really have a way with words….How about You let me do the talking, For awhile?”
I could hear her slave-maid wimper in fear as I moved closer to her…
I grabbed her by the hair and Shoved my Tounge down her Throat. She was shocked and tried to pull away, but I wouldn’t let her. As I relented, she managed to squeak out her piece….
“You Are an Animal!”
And she only paused a second, before she grabbed my hair and did me too.
Our Stars had alligned at exactly the right moment: She was deep in Heat and in a moment I would be deep in her….
we explored each other by hand and by Tounge for some time, getting warmed up….the maid took a position of servitude, on her knees. Breathing progressively harder…and then she broke our Grip:
“Prepare the Bedchamber, Sissy! Immediately!”
“Yes, Mistress,” the slut replied, and scampered off.
She Turned to me and said so sweetly: “Are You the One thats going to give me meat.”
I thought, Man it’s great to be Steve.
STEVE
949-916-6969
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