On the night of Friday the 13th, the same night there was a full moon, we had a little party. Days before our guests arrived my Man and I tossed a few scenarios around. In bed we whispered all kinds of combinations, things we’d like to do with our guests. One time while kneeling between his legs and sucking on his cock I said, “I want you to go to bed with another woman, hold her close, fuck her if she lets you, but if you find yourself still horny in the middle of the night, come find me in the other room. I’ll be the maid in the servant’s quarters, waiting for her Master after she’s spent the night cooking and cleaning and serving all the guests.”
Beaver (her chosen nickname) arrived past 10pm, fresh off a Chubby Checker concert and driving her new Jaguar. I gave her a big hug at the door and served chips with homemade guacamole, which I claim to be the best guacamole east of Texas. It’s a bold claim and I’m prepared to go up against any challengers in a guacamole-off. Beaver and my Man quickly disappeared together.
The Master’s bedroom has thick drapes that block out the sun. The maid’s quarters do not. I was wide awake at 7:30 the next morning with a college boy asleep in my bed. I snuck into the dark Master’s bedroom and whispered to my Man, “Is she still here?” He nodded.
“I’m so horny.”
“Go get me breakfast juice,” he ordered.
“Yes, Sir,” I answered as I swiftly went to the kitchen for juice.
I heard crying upstairs. Beaver had quickly collected her stuff. “I’m so late… I’m going to get in trouble…”
“No, you won’t.” I tried to comfort her with the first thing that came to my mind. “Cause you’ve got a Jag.“
She left in a hurry. I got in bed with my Man. The bed smelled like Beaver.
“I’m so horny,” I confided. “I want two cocks.”
“Well, this cock may not be hard by the time you get back here with your college boy,” he said as he revealed his erection. I jumped up to suck his hard cock immediately.
In between licks and sucks I said, “I can settle for having both of you one after another. I’ll take a load of cum from you right now, go back to the maid’s quarters and get a load of cum from him, then come back here for another load.”
My Man changed his mind. “I think it’ll be more exciting to have us double fuck you.”
“That’s more like it.” I got up and went to the maid’s room, crept under the blankets and found my college boy’s cock. I put it in my mouth and sucked. “Good morning. Come to the other room with me.”
He awoke and nodded. He got out of bed like a good boy, went to the restroom, then followed me to the Master’s bedroom, where he found me already on all fours sucking on my Man’s cock. He lay next to my Man so I could service both their cocks side by side. Once I got them both hard, I mounted my college boy in my pussy, then leaned forward to let my Man fuck my empty ass.
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