A few weeks ago my wife, Karen, and I decided that we were overspending and needed to cut down on some of our expenses. We discussed a number of ways in which we could save money, but Karen made one particular suggestion that I jumped at, because it appealed to my strong submissive streak, as she had known it would.
Her suggestion was that we get rid of our housecleaner, and that I should take on that role. This meant that every other Wednesday I would take the day off work and do all the chores that our housekeeper had been doing—dusting, vacuuming, cleaning the hardwood floors, scrubbing our kitchen and bathrooms, and so on. Furthermore, in exchange for me taking over these duties, Karen promised that she would cater to my kinky fantasies on the same every-other-week schedule. Talk about a win-win situation!
The new arrangement began this past Wednesday. It started early in the morning. When I got out of the shower I found that my wife had laid out the things I was to wear while cleaning the house. She had bought me a French maid’s outfit, complete with a black lace garter belt, black stockings, and a pair of four-inch black stiletto heels.
I was surprised by the outfit, but I was very turned on by the fact that Karen had picked up such a costume for me. I eagerly put it all on, and when I was done I didn’t think I looked half bad. I did have some trouble walking in the shoes, but the huge erection that I was sporting seemed to help me keep my balance.
I started out by making breakfast for my wife, and after she left for work I began working my way through my housecleaning duties. In my sexy maid’s outfit, I scrubbed toilets, wiped down surfaces, and pushed the vacuum from room to room. After a few hours, the house was starting to look pretty good, and that was when Karen called to tell me that she was coming home for lunch. Although actually, she added, considering all the hard work I was putting in, she was really coming home to give me my reward.
My dick had been semihard for most of the day as I cleaned the house in my new outfit, and now the knowledge that I was about to have sex with my wife created an even bigger bulge in my frilly lace panties.
When Karen arrived home she went right for my cock, grabbing it and tugging on it. She then kissed me and asked me to make her a sandwich while she got ready. I did as I was told, and after a few minutes she called me into the bedroom. When I walked in, I caught my breath at the sight that presented itself.
My wife was standing in our bedroom stark naked, with an 11-inch-long, very thick, very realistic rubber dong hanging in a harness around her waist. It was literally dripping lube as she stood before me and stroked the length of it. Additionally, I saw that she had suctioned another realistic cock, this one about 9 inches long, to our headboard. I was taken aback, but my own cock was harder than ever.
Karen motioned me to her, then grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees in front of her. With one hand I took hold of her lubed-up cock and brought it to my mouth. Looking up into her eyes, I stroked that monster dick and began to lick its giant balls. After a short time I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took her big dick inside it.
I always enjoy having a big hard cock sliding back and forth between my lips, poking away at the back of my throat, but something about the fact that I was all dressed up and was really there to service my wife made this blowjob particularly erotic. I worked my lips and tongue over that cock, doing my best to take it as far into my mouth as possible, all the while looking directly into her eyes.
I was so turned on, I felt almost desperate to service my wife’s big prick. I rubbed that big dickhead over my lips while stroking the full length of the shaft with both hands. It felt spongy and meaty under my fingers, and slippery from all the lube. I bobbed up and down on it, working it deep into my mouth. I slathered my tongue around the head and licked all the way down to the balls. I gently suckled each of them, while continuing to stroke the shaft with both hands. My wife was stroking my hair as I serviced her big dick. I knew she was getting turned on, too, watching me suck on that cock.
After probably 10 minutes of cocksucking, which I’m sure would have brought any real dick off in my mouth, Karen told me to get up on the bed and onto my hands and knees. Wishing that she had been able to really pump a hot load of jism into my mouth for me to savor and swallow, I quickly did as I was told.
Karen positioned me on the bed so that I was crouching right in front of the dong she had suctioned to the headboard, and on her instruction I took it into my warm mouth. As this cock was a little shorter and much thinner than the one I had just been sucking, I had a much easier time taking it deep. I took about five inches in my mouth with the first gulp, and then rocked myself back and forth, each time taking in a little more.
At that point something happened that had never happened before. A strange sensation overtook me as my throat just opened up, and as I pushed forward the entire nine inches slid all the way down. I couldn’t believe what had happened! I had never actually been able to swallow any of our dongs, but for whatever reason, I found myself now with that entire cock buried in my throat, its big balls resting on my chin.
My throat continued to be relaxed as I slowly backed off the dildo. I then started rocking back and forth, taking the full length of the thing down my throat with each forward motion. It felt so incredible to be able to swallow the full length of it while my wife looked on.
Suddenly I felt a stinging pain, and I knew that Karen was behind me with our favorite whip, swinging away at my upturned ass. She smacked me hard, counting each stroke, and the more she whipped me the more turned on I got. My cock got harder than ever, pulsing as though it might explode, but I did not stop taking that nine-inch dildo all the way down my throat.
When Karen had given me 10 strokes with the whip, she put it down and positioned herself right behind me. She then rubbed a small amount of lube on one of her fingers and inserted it into my ass. It felt a little cold, but I was really turned on and it didn’t bother me at all. She worked it slowly in and out, gradually giving me a second finger, and then a third. When she felt that my sphincter was nice and relaxed, she grabbed a bottle of lube and inserted the tip into my ass, squeezing a goodly amount of the stuff directly into my rectum. She then rubbed even more lube all over her giant dong, and moved closer behind me. She rubbed the bulbous head around my now slightly gaping hole and began to push.
Considering the enormous size of the thing with which she was intending to penetrate my ass, I was very surprised at how easily things went. She was able to slide the first six inches or so inside me without much trouble. I pushed back at her, and we both began slowly to rock back and forth on the big dick between us, as all the while I kept sucking and swallowing the slightly smaller dong in front of me.
As this double fucking session went on, I was able to relax my ass even more, allowing Karen to take nice long strokes, sliding almost all of that monster dildo up my backside with each slow thrust.
So there I was, dressed in a maid’s costume and 4-inch heels, on my hands and knees on the bed, with 9 inches of dick in my throat and something like 10 inches of very thick dick up my ass. Although my own cock was not being serviced, I was probably harder than I’d ever been before in my life. My knees were spread as wide as I could get them, and my back was arched downward so that I could push my ass back as far as I could, while my wife pulled my butt cheeks apart as she pumped her dick slowly and deliberately deep inside me. Each time she pushed back in, the big round head popped through my sphincter, and it felt as though I could feel every bump, every ridge, every vein, and every inch of that realistic dong as it slid all the way into my back passage.
For the next 10 minutes Karen continued to fuck my now-stretched asshole, gradually but steadily picking up her pace, keeping her strokes long but thrusting in and out faster and faster, until she was drilling me at an absolutely furious pace. I was still sucking on the big dick in front of me. My eyes were watering and I was drooling all over the place. I was being thoroughly used, and I was in heaven.
As far as I was concerned she could have continued to fuck me all day long, but Karen finally had enough and slowly pulled the huge dildo out of my ass. But I wasn’t ready to give up the one in my mouth, so I continued to suck it down my throat as she cleaned herself up.
After Karen had washed up and gotten dressed, she gave me a kiss on the cheek and headed back to work, instructing me to keep sucking on that dick for another ten minutes after she was gone. It was at least that long before I stopped and got up to take a shower.
Once I was clean again, I put my maid’s outfit back on and went back to cleaning the house. I wanted it to be completely spic and span when Karen came home that evening. Maybe she would be so impressed that she would give me another reward. I could only hope.
—M.R., Eugene, Oregon