My sexual story: Let’s get dirty baby!

16 Feb 2023

My sexual story: Let’s get dirty baby!

I enter my house with quite a lot of noise. It's been a long day at work and I can't wait to flop back on the couch. As soon as I go through the door to the living room I see her standing, bent over in her naughty cleaning lady outfit. She pretends to dust the coffee table and looks mischievously back over her shoulder. The fabric of the skirt is just long enough to hang over her bare buttocks. There are no panties underneath, I saw that right away. It's a horny sight and instantly I'm on.

“What are you doing?” I ask curiously and way too excited.

“Cleaning.” she teases. “Oops, I forgot a bit there.”

She bends over just a little further and I see how the lower edge of her round buttocks appears. Without thinking I moisten my lips, she looks back playfully and a smile appears on her face. She knows she has a bite.

I have to restrain myself from giving her a hard smack on the ass right away. Those buttocks, they always make me want to be touched. Slowly and in a teasing way she moves the cloth across the table. Then she turns and looks straight at me. Her breasts come out beautifully in this suit and the latex part is tight around her body.

"I've been cleaning all day. Do you think that's a good idea?'

Images of her in the most delicious poses flash through my head. Her hands in the suds, soap sliding down her fingers. Her suit getting wet.

“Do you have a lot of cleaning to do?” I ask with a wink.

She smiles at me and then moves towards me.

"Now that you're home, I have something else in mind."

Her look is mischievous, almost hungry. It is clear that she has long devised a plan and is determined to put it into effect now. I casually take off my coat and hang it over the chair.

“Sit down,” she says, pointing to the sofa.

Obedient as I am I make myself comfortable on the sofa. I lean back slightly and watch her spread my legs further apart and sit on the floor between them. She places her hands on my knees and looks at me mischievously. She buries her fingertips deep into my jeans as she slides her hands firmly upwards.

The closer she gets, the hotter I get. The way she leans forward gives me a nice view of her breasts being gently pressed together. A tuft of hair falls over her shoulder and caresses her chest, in no time goosebumps appear on her skin and a charged sigh escapes my lips.

The thoughts of what's to come makes me stiff. Before she even reaches her hands, I playfully bounce it up and down against the fabric of my jeans.

"You're fast." she laughs.

"It's because of you and this outfit." I reply.

Biting her lower lip, she starts unbuttoning my jeans. Every button she opens reminds me to keep breathing. I get nervous, as always when she touches me.

Laughing, she pulls my pants open and rubs my boxer shorts with her hand. I unabashedly let out a groan echo through the living room. That touch, I want more.

She in turn produces a mischievous giggle and curls her fingers around the edge of my boxers.

"It's time for a different kind of cleaning."

To make it easier for her, I lean a little on my arms and feet and lift my buttocks off the couch. She takes the hint and rolls down my pants, including boxers.

Stiff and determined, my penis leaps to freedom. Her eyes sparkle, just like my cockhead. She positions herself, as if bracing herself, then grips it tightly.

She gives me one last horny look before she presses her tongue warmly against my head. First she lets her tongue slide over it, she moistens it well. Then it finally happens, her whole mouth sliding over my hard one, warm and moist. This feeling, this beginning, it's so overwhelmingly delicious.

Softly I growl her name as I run my hand through her ponytail. I can tell from the sounds she makes that she enjoys it as much as I do. She smacks, moans and slurps like she's been waiting all day for this.

As soon as I look down I realize I like to see her like this, on her knees with her mouth full. Naughty and in charge. Her eyes twinkle, they smile at me.

“Shit Esmee.” I groan, letting my head fall back onto the headrest.

She uses her hands, her tongue and her lips. She's so damn good at this. My mind goes back to that image of her and all the household chores in that scantily clad outfit. Then I see her disappear her right hand between her legs and I know from the movements she makes that she has found her clit. With her mouth full she moans and I feel that I'm almost there.

'O. Yes. Tasty. Keep playing with yourself.”
I say in a hoarse voice.

Her sounds increase, as does the intensity of her suction.

"Fuck, I'm coming." I hiss, looking down excitedly.

She looks at me and then sucks her cheeks together. With a wavy movement I come into her mouth. Her gaze is intense, I can't look away.

I already saw it happen, but now I feel it too. Her body starts to shake and while she looks at me moaning she cums.

I place my hand against her cheek, as if to reassure her body, then smile at her.

"My dear, that was really, really good. What else do you have in store with that package tonight?” I ask, still a little out of breath.

She wipes her lips naughtily and then stands up smiling.

"Let's get dirty baby!" she says playfully.