Shoving My Cock in the Housemaid’s Ass

She looked back at me with a dirty smile and sheer lust as I went balls-deep into her ass.

It had been a hot day outside and a hard day at work. I was glad it was over, my head was pounding and I felt filthy after a whole day in the office, without air conditioning. All I wanted was to take a shower and open a cold beer upon my return home.

I was alone with my thoughts, which as usual, were about my work and career. At thirty-seven, I was so focused on moving up the corporate ladder that I neglected all other aspects of my life. My mind drifted to Violeta, my forty-something-year-old Romanian housekeeper, hoping that she’d be gone by the time I got home. She used to be a nurse back in her country but didn’t have much luck so she started cleaning homes for a living. She was decently attractive for her age, which somehow turned me on. Tall. shapely, with a proud pair of breasts whose outlines were always revealed by the t-shirts she used to wear. A true MILF.

Everything was quiet around my flat and I ascended the stairs, inserted the key in the wooden door, closing it behind me.

“Violeta, are you around?” I yelled, hoping she was gone. There was no answer.

I hastily removed my shirt and pants, throwing them on the ground. In just my boxers, I made my way to the kitchen, got myself a beer, and chugged half of it down in one breath, before heading over to the bedroom for some shorts. I planned to just lay down on the couch, put on some random tv show on Netflix, and just chill.

As I entered the bedroom, I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom, realizing Violeta might still be in the house. I peered through the door, seeing the hourglass silhouette of my housemaid, washing her hair in the walk-in shower. Her back and ass were covered in shampoo, cascading down as she soaped and massaged her long, dark brown hair. Her soaking ass cheeks shone as the foam found a channel down through the valley in between.

I watched for a few seconds with a hand on my hardening dick as I felt like a psycho, spying on her. I removed my boxers and pushed through the door.

“Oh my god, Violeta, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you were still here,” I said, blatantly lying.

Like a deer in headlights, she froze as she saw me standing in the bathroom, naked. She paused for a brief moment and her jaw went slack.

“Mr. Jack, sorry, I… I wanted to take a shower before I left,” she replied, trying to cover herself up.

I handed her a towel from the rack and she wrapped herself in it, staring into my eyes.

“I leave now, please don’t be upset.”

“I’m not upset, Violeta, don’t worry about it. You can’t leave with shampoo still in your hair, just finish your shower.” I gulped, trying to calm her down. “I’ll wait outside.”

As I turned around, I noticed she wasn’t staring into my eyes anymore and her eyes dropped down to my erection. She looked back at me and took the towel off, holding it in her hand and she took two steps forward, draping the towel over my erect shaft, letting it hang for a second before it fell to the floor.

“You can stay, Mr. Jack, I am not ashamed,” she said with a naughty little smile as she calmly turned around. Her hips moved from side to side as she took her time, strutting back into the shower.

“Thank you,” I murmured as I was the one in shock now.

After a couple of moments in the shower, she twisted her neck to the left and looked up at me with her beautiful eyes.

“Come, come, Mr. Jack,”

“You’re enjoying this, Violeta, aren’t you?” I asked and all she did was smile back at me.

I stepped into the bath behind her and waited for a couple of seconds before running my hands down her generous hips. She didn’t flinch as I started kissing her neck, caressing her body with my hands.

Turning around, she gazed into my eyes. I lowered my head and placed my lips on hers. They were soft, luscious, and wet. We locked lips for a minute as water ran down our bodies.

She was shy at first, but when she parted her lips a little, I pushed the tip of my tongue against them. She opened her mouth more and I probed deeper with my tongue, a little unsure of what she would do. She sucked my tongue in and pressed her breasts against my chest as our mouths were now firmly against each other. I stroked the back of her neck as she leaned her head back to receive my mouth, soaking in the passionate warmth from within.

She threw her head backward and I lowered my mouth to kiss her jaw and neck, inhaling the fresh smell of my shower gel. My fingers had easily identified her nipples; I circled them, running a fingertip over each nub. As I continued to play with her breasts, my maid’s breathing grew heavier, til she finally withdrew her mouth from mine. Gazing into her eyes, I took the showerhead and rinsed her hair thoroughly.

“You need to wash, Mr. Jack,” she said diplomatically, taking the showerhead from my hand and soaking my body. “Let me wash you.”

With a soapy sponge, she washed me, using her hands to caress the foam into my body, expertly using her palms to wash my hardened cock. One hand stroked its whole length, and with the other, she rolled my balls around her palm. She sank slowly to her knees, water running over her and she took more shower gel, lathering between my legs and on my cock. As the soap washed off my cock, she leaned forward, opened her mouth, pulled back the foreskin, and enveloped the head of my cock with her lips.

For a moment she was still, but then I could feel her tongue rolling around my head, flickering over the frenulum and gliding over the glans. Slowly, she began pumping along the shaft with her hand, rhythmically and in time with her mouth, as her lips began to move back and forth, sliding firmly over the skin.

After a minute or two, she let my cock slide out of her mouth and got up. I kissed her lips again, tasting myself on her tongue. I turned her around and started kissing her neck, running my tongue from her ear to her clavicle as my hand ran down her stomach, to her vagina. She threw her head back with pleasure as I ran my fingers over her pussy lips. Gently, I ran my teeth over her neck and shoulders, while spreading her ass cheeks and brushing the head of my cock over her wet slit.

“No, no, Mr. Jack, no pussy, please,” she whimpered and guided my cock between her ass cheeks.

I was shocked but I softly pushed my cock into her ass crack as Violeta moaned her approval. I pushed my big, hard boner against her anus but I felt resistance and her ass didn’t seem willing to let me in without a fight.

Dropping to my knees behind her, I parted her butt cheeks and stuck my face in between. The tip of my tongue licked around the rim of Violeta’s rear entry, causing her to take a sudden intake of breath. Leaning forward with her hands against the ceramic tiles, she pushed her ass out further, giving me easy access and unspoken permission to her tight puckered hole.

I ran my tongue up and down over her anus as the hot water landed directly on my head. She let out a squeal of delight, as she bent over further, giving me full access to her forbidden hole, and treating me with a beautiful view of her holes.

With a harder push of my tongue, I entered her tight hole, probing inside her warm, narrow crevice while using my fingers to play with her clitoris. It was never a position I had contemplated myself being in until this moment.

I licked and sucked her ass furiously, probing in deep with my tongue. I slipped a fingertip inside, slowly pushing it deeper, feeling her sphincter tighten around my finger as I tried to move it in and out of her.

Suddenly I remembered I have a bottle of lube under the bathroom sink so I got up and quickly grabbed the bottle and turned off the shower. I moved back behind her, squirting lube all over my cock as she simply waited for me to get ready. I positioned myself and offered my slippery cock to her ass. With a gentle push, I felt my cock going in, but once I pushed harder, it slipped away.

She reached behind and grabbed my cock, guiding me in, and took a sharp intake of breath as the tip of my cock entered her tight sphincter. I gently pushed further in, carefully, until I was now halfway in. I started fucking her ass faster and harder while she made deep, guttural moans. The harder I fucked her ass, the louder her groans.

Violeta turned her neck and looked back at me with a dirty smile and sheer lust as I went balls-deep into my maid, my her ass cheeks with a loud slapping sound, amplified by our wet skin. I pushed in as far as I could as her warm back-channel enveloped my whole cock. I grabbed her hips and pumped hard at her ass.

Hearing her moans, and realizing she is close, I ran my left hand over her arched back, grazing her skin with my nails, sending her over the edge. Her hips twisted and flexed, clasping her anal ring around my cock. I reached below and pressed my thumb over her unhooded clitoris as her body spasmed against me. Her hips thrust back against my cock which was now fully inside her ass.

As I felt my orgasm build, I started pounding her ass harder. I wasn’t going to slow down at this point and I took a firm hold of her hips as I fucked her. She threw her back as my cock penetrated deep inside her anus. Every instinct inside me told me to pull out and shoot my cum over her back, but I just couldn’t, her lustful desire was driving me crazy.

I fucked her ass even harder, thrusting in and out until I passed the point of no return. I pushed deep inside her, as far as I could, and with a roar, I shot the full contents of my balls deep inside her ass. Violeta gave out a loud shriek as she felt my love juice enter her back channel. I felt her anal ring clench around my rod as I shot another load inside her tunnel.

I slowly pulled my cock out of her ass and helped her get up. She straightened her posture, reached for my hand, and kissed it. I turned the shower back on and water splattered us with its warm cascade, as we both reached for the shower gel at the same time. I rubbed the loofah all over her body, cleaning her back and her ass, feeling my cum ooze out of her hole as I washed it thoroughly. She thought she felt further sanitizing as she stuck a finger inside her ass, scooping all the cum from within.

Once we were both fully cleansed, she stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around herself and another one around her head, took her handbag, and stepped out into my bedroom. I couldn’t find a spare towel on the rack so I walked naked and dripping, behind her.

“Violeta, do you need a ride home?” I asked as I watched her get dressed.

“No, Mr. Jack. Thank you,” she replied. “I’ll take another shower next week, too, if you don’t mind.”

She quickly grabbed her bag and exit the apartment, closing the door behind her. I grab another beer from the fridge and lay down on the couch, daydreaming about the amazing sex I’ve had, wondering what would happen if I come home earlier next week.