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Maya's Story Ch. 01

By: JustLikeEwe



Hello reader.

Deciding what category to place this story led me to submit it in a series of chapters, since each will have elements of many different persuasions. Suffice it to say that if you read the entire series, eventually you will come across something you don't care for, but each chapter will be accurately placed in the proper category.

In addition to non-consent/reluctance; loving wives and fetish would also be possible categories for this chapter.

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"Maya - that's a very lovely name," I told the timid woman who had just entered my store, right before closing time."

"Thank you," the tiny woman replied in a meek voice, her eyes only meeting mine for an instant before looking back down toward the floor.

"A lovely name for a lovely lady," I answered, walking around the counter to lock the door so that we would not be interrupted. "Have you ever worked as a cashier before?"

"No, but I am very good with numbers," Maya replied with a little more enthusiasm. "I would also be willing to work very hard and will do anything that you wish."

"Really?" I said, resisting the chance to thrown in an obvious comment. "That sounds interesting. You must really need a job."

"Yes. My husband has lost his job and we need money very badly. He's waiting out in the car for me."

"Oh," I said. "So his job is driving you around to find a job? Sounds like a real ambitious guy."

Maya shrugged and looked out to the street, where a little guy with skin the same tone as Maya's sat behind the wheel of an old shit box, pushing his glasses up before giving Maya a wave.

"Why don't you come back to my office so we can talk more about the job?"

Maya looked around for a second and then followed me back to the store room, which doubled as my office. There were boxes stacked all over the place, and Maya looked intimidated by the crude surroundings.

"Not very fancy, but that's why I need help," I explained to her. "You're really a tiny girl, aren't you?"

Maya let a shy smile cross her face, glancing up at me briefly before looking back down at her feet.

"I imagine that most people look small to a person of your size," Maya said haltingly, stopping and shaking her head grimly before continuing. "I'm sorry. I did not mean to offend you by that."

"No offense taken," I said quickly. "It's not like either of us can hide what we are."

When you're 6'6" and around 275 pounds, you don't get mistaken for a jockey too often, and that was fine with me. I got the nickname Yukon Erik because that was the name of an old wrestler back in the days when it was more sport than show. I believe he spelled his Erik with a "c" at the end, but you get the idea.

In college I played offensive tackle and managed to play decent enough so that I got a free agent contract from the San Diego Chargers. I hung around all season on the taxi squad, but I didn't have the foot speed you needed to keep guys from getting around me on the pass rush. Quarterbacks, then and now, take a dim view of getting blind-sided, so my career pretty much ended there.

It wasn't for lack of effort, as I was one of those guys that were the first on the practice field and the last one off. In the real world, I kept the same philosophy in running my franchise business. Working hard everyday and working out when time permitted combined to keep me in good shape after my playing days. Maya was simply being honest, and along with that honesty came another feeling I was getting from her.

I reached over and gently stroked the side of her face, my fingers grazing the light down that swirled around in front of her ear before disappearing underneath her lobe. Her hair was black - almost indescribably so, and was longer than shoulder length. Maya couldn't have been more than five foot tall, if that, and seemed very slightly built, although she was wearing such a bulky sweater that it was tough to know for sure.

Maya shivered a bit when I stroked her faint downy sideburns, and I realized that what I was doing was leaving me open to any number of charges, but I found myself unable to resist touching her. Not only was she very cute, but she was terrified of me as well. Not just from being nervous about being interviewed for a job, but intimidated by my size, and that was something that had always turned me on.

You certainly would never get those vibes from my actions, because I'm what you might call a gentle giant. I've never so much as raised a hand to a woman in anger, and not that often to other men either, unless they started it. Still and all, whenever I would come into contact with a woman and that feeling of fear is oozing out of her, I get hard as steel. Sue me.

Maya didn't object to my touching her face, and as I pulled my hand away her face leaned in my direction as if to say she was enjoying it. She also wanted me to know that she was up to the job.

"I am very small but I am quite strong for my size," she explained. 

"Would you be able to reach things that are high on the shelves, like that box, for example?" I asked

"Oh yes, I can reach that very easily," Maya said confidently, and grabbed the box of envelopes that were on the shelf above her.

I had no doubt she could reach the box, but was more interested in watching how the sleeve of her sweater slid up with the raising of her arm, and when Maya handed me the envelopes my eyes were fixed on her bare forearm. I took the envelopes from her, and as I did Maya realized what I was looking at and self-consciously tugged her sleeve back down.

My pulse had quickened as Maya's arm was briefly exposed, and my eyes had enjoyed the sight of her copper colored skin and more specifically, the dense black hair that coated the slender limb as far up as I could see.

"Yes, you are a lot stronger than you look, and that will come in handy around here," I noted, and now I was trying not to shake as much as Maya was, although for a different reason. "You would be doing a lot of lifting and reaching."

"That would be no problem," Maya assured me.

"I noticed that you have very hairy arms," I mentioned in as off-hand a manner that I could manage, and reveled in the way Maya cringed at my words.

"I would never wear any clothing that would let the customers see them, if you think that would offend them," Maya assured me, her bronze skin turning even darker.

"I don't think you understand," I said, trying to look into her eyes, and enjoying her efforts to avoid my glare. "That wasn't a complaint at all. Just the opposite. You would have to wear our company shirt though," I added, pointing to the light blue short sleeve shirt with our logo on the pocket.

"Oh," Maya said softly. "Perhaps I could wear something with long sleeves underneath it."

I went over to a box of new shirts and rummaged through before pulling out a medium.

"Here Maya," I said while handing her the wrapped garment. "Why don't you go into the bathroom and try this on so we can see if it fits."

"You mean that I have the job?" Maya said, her face beaming.

"You're doing fine so far," I said, gesturing toward the bathroom, and I chuckled when she skipped like a schoolgirl as she hustled away.

When she emerged, Maya looked like a deer caught in headlights. The shirt was a little big on her, but it was serviceable for the time being. Her arms were crisscrossed in front of her, and her hands tried to cover up as much of those furry forearms that she could, but it was futile.

"You can wear that until I can get a smaller one shipped to me," I said, and impulsively I reached over and ran my hands along her right forearm.

"Please," Maya choked, trying not to look at my fingers which were slowly sliding against the grain of the gently billowing hairs. "I am a married woman."

"You've already mentioned that. We're just getting to know each other," I told Maya, and I felt the hairs on her arms stand erect as goose bumps formed on the skin beneath it. "I just want you to know that I think it would be a shame to cover up these gorgeous arms of yours."

Maya continued to keep her head lowered, but now they were focused on something that was rather obvious. It was something that I did little to try to hide, and besides, there wasn't much point in making the effort. Let's just say that when I get an erection, it's no secret, even if I'm wearing rather loose fitting khakis.

"In other words," I elaborated, in an effort to make my wishes crystal clear. "I would be very disappointed if you wore something that covered up your beautiful arms. Very disappointed."

As I watched Maya's eyes staring at the bulge that snaked along the inside of my right leg, I felt myself getting even harder, making the outline of the head of my cock obscenely obvious. I had stopped rubbing her arm, but Maya continued to stare at my crotch until I cleared my throat, causing her to snap out of her trance.

"Well, I think we're getting to know quite a bit about each other already, aren't we?" I asked in as deep and soothing voice as possible, and slowly reached back over and took her tiny brown hand in mine. "I do need to know a little more about you."

"My resume - I gave that to you when I came in."

"Yes," I agreed, and noticed that Maya was not struggling to get her hand loose. "It was very nicely done, but there are things I need to know that weren't on your resume."

"What did I leave out?" Maya wanted to know. "I have references also."

"I don't care about that," I told her. "What I need to know is more important to me than that. I need to know if you're hairy all over."

The look on Maya's face was way beyond shock, and she tried to pull her hand away from my grasp, but I held tight for the moment.

"Your armpits," I continued as I moved closer to her, backing her gently against the wall. "Are your armpits hairy too? I want to see them."

"I can't," Maya said with a sob. "I must go."

"Goodbye," I said, releasing the grip I had on her hand and stepping aside. "Thanks for coming by. Good luck to you."

Maya started walking out of the store room; fast at first, but then slowing down when she reached the doorway that separated the store from the back room.

"I - I can return tomorrow," Maya said, biting her lower lip and swaying back and forth. "I can wear something so that you can see them."

"See what?"

"My... my underarms."

"Are they hairy?" I asked, and watched as Maya nodded a little bit. "I didn't hear you."

"Yes," Maya said in scarcely more than a whisper. "They are hairy. My husband, he - I can shave them if you want, but you see..."

"Don't you dare do that! Now let me see," I said brusquely. "Now, Maya. Tomorrow is too late."

Maya was torn between running out the door and the alternative, and made a couple of jerky steps toward the door and then toward me. My cock was surging in my pants as I watched her distress, and I felt like it could rip through the fabric any second.

"Are you wearing a bra?" I asked, trying to force the issue. "I don't want to see your breasts, if that's what you're worried about. Not tonight anyway. Just take the shirt off, Maya, or thanks for stopping by."

Maya began to slowly move back into the room, walking like a rat looking for escape routes and finding none.

"Just the shirt?" she asked, her voice breaking, and I nodded.

Wordlessly, Maya turned her back to me and unbuttoned the top before pulling it over her head, her brown skin looking even richer in color in contrast to the white bra straps. Even from a couple of feet away, I could see the streak of ebony down that went the length of her spine before disappearing at the top of her slacks. Maya turned around slowly, her arms crisscrossed over her chest, and while she seemed to have a cute little pair of titties on her, they were of no interest to me right now.

"There, this isn't so bad, now is it?" I said in a reassuring voice, my hands out running along the entire length of her arms. 

"My husband - he's waiting for me."

"You want him to come in and watch?" I asked,

The hair was a fine down on her upper arms, and grew thicker and denser at her elbows, and while I stroked her arms, I noticed that the bulge in my trousers was scant inches away from Maya's hip. What was better was the fact that Maya noticed that as well, and while her eyes bulged, she did not move away.

"Your arms, Maya. Lift your arms. Put your hands behind your head."

Maya's whole body seemed to be quivering, and she almost appeared to be struggling against some invisible force, unable to raise her arms up. The tension couldn't have been greater - the air seemed to be charged with electricity, and Maya's reluctance was only adding to the excitement. Any thought that I might be disappointed after all of this, disappeared when I noticed a few hairs were sprouting out from the front of the folds of her arms, even with them pinned to her sides.

"Maya?"

Her eyes were welling over as she raised her arms up. Very slowly - and if she were trying to build the excitement up for me intentionally, she could not have done a better job. I felt like I was going to blow my load just watching and waiting. Finally, when I felt like I was ready to scream, Maya at last got her arms up and linked her hands behind her head as I had asked.

"Damn!" I gasped breathlessly as her armpits were fully exposed. "Unbelievable!"

Maya's armpits were filled to overflowing with tufts of black hair that extended from the insides of her biceps to just above the top of her rib cage. My hands came up and touched the woolly forests, and the hair was damp and coarse to the touch. My fingers probed the dense clumps, raking as best they could through the thick mats of fur.

"Beautiful," I whispered in her ear while I moved her against the wall, coaxing her to get up onto a step-stool that was behind her.

I helped her up, which somewhat neutralized the absurd height difference between us and made her hairy underarms more accessible to my eyes and hands, and more importantly, to my mouth. I bowed my face toward Maya, who had her head averted from mine, and I inhaled deeply as my fingers played in the dense growth, my hands stirring up her natural aromas. The scent was not that of store bought fake perfumes, but were of Maya's natural juices, and the musky and slightly pungent aroma sent shivers down my spine.

Burying my face in her right armpit, I licked and chewed on the wiry fur, following the trail from the inside of her arm right on down to her side. With my right hand holding her elbow against the wall, she was helplessly to resist, but there was no evidence of her wanting to either. I undid my trousers with my free hand and let them fall. My cock was hard and throbbing, and when I pulled Maya's left hand down and wrapped it around my cock, she recoiled only slightly.

"What?" Maya choked, looking down at what she had her fingers halfway around.

"What's the matter?" I sneered. 

"This cannot be happening!" Maya said, her eyes bulging as they darted back and forth between my eyes and my cock.

"It's happening - and you love it too. You like my cock, don't you?" I hissed. 

"I'm married," Maya whimpered.

"Does your husband make you feel like I'm making you feel right now?" I sneered, making no effort to hide my contempt for the guy I figured to be a real wimp. 

Maya was silent, but reluctantly shook her head no after I repeated the question more stridently.

"Jerk my cock off," I commanded. "Pump it like you mean it! I want you to make me cum. You want me to fuck you, don't you?"

Maya said nothing but began moving her hand up and down the veined shaft while I thrust myself into her hand.

"I'm not going to fuck you tonight, no matter how bad you want it." I spat out as my orgasm built up. "I will - some night. Not tonight. Tomorrow night after we close I'm going to fuck your armpit. I'm going to stick my cock under your arm and cum into the hair when I get done. I'll fuck you some night - some night when you beg me to do it.

"Why?" Maya sobbed. "Why is this happening to me?"

"I think you know the answer to that," I replied. "You want this to happen. You need a job alright, but you need something else too. Don't you? I could tell the way you looked at the bulge in my pants"

"Please."

"You like what you're doing right now - jerking me off. I bet you want more than just your hand around it. You want to see if you can get your lips around it too, don't you?"

Now Maya's eyes were fixated on my cock, and her trembling hand worked faster as I spoke.

"Your husband's cock - is it as big as mine?"

"Heavens no!"

I groaned as my seed squirted all over the wall behind Maya in volleys that seemed to have no end. When at last my ejaculations ended, I wiped the dripping end of my cock on Maya's slacks and reached over and gave Maya her sweater back.

Maya put on her sweater without speaking, and only peeked up at me when I moved her toward the door.

"Be here at noon, and don't be late," I warned Maya. "I hate tardiness."

"Will you - tomorrow night?"

"Will I what" I asked.

"Will you make love to me?"

"No, I'll never make love to you. That's something that a husband does to a wife he loves. You, I just want to use, and before I get done with you I'm going to fill every hole in your body with my spunk. Do you know what that means?"

"Please."

"You want me to. You want me to do everything to you. Everything your wimp of a husband can't do. Everything a woman like you needs. Just admit it."

"I don't know," Maya sniffed, looking down at my flaccid hose as it swayed between my legs. "I'm very frightened."

"Aren't you going to need this?" I asked, holding the company shirt out to Maya, and without hesitation she took it from me and folded it, putting it back in the plastic bag and holding on to it.

"Good. Tomorrow. Noon. Here," I said before swiping a pearl of my seed off of my dripping dick and wiping the semen on the side of her neck. "I want your lazy husband to smell my cum when he sleeps next to you tonight."

Maya nodded as I unlocked the door, and walked out into the dark street with a string of my cum on her slacks. She climbed into the car that was parked out in front, driven by the nondescript man that suspected was going to lose his wife very soon, and went home.

Me? I locked up the store and waited for tomorrow. 

Maya's Story Ch. 02



In the first chapter, Maya had applied for a job at my store. I was aroused by her natural treasures, and had correctly figured out that this meek and submissive woman could easily be made to do my bidding. Maya didn't want to be seduced - she wanted to be "forced" into doing things, in order to make it okay in her mind. That was fine by me. I was willing to play the game, and enjoy every minute of it.

This chapter also could qualify for the loving wives and non consent/reluctance categories.

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All that night I thought about Maya, and I was so excited about what had taken place that I was forced to take care of myself, because if I didn't, there was no way I was going to get any sleep. Whatever reason, when I first set eyes on her, I knew what I had to do. To my surprise, Maya had let me.

Maya had put up a little display of being offended, and of being pure because she was married, but for some reason I knew there was something else inside of her that was liking the way I treated her. Liked it almost as much as I did. Whether she liked it well enough to come back and start work the next day - well, that was another thing all together. I supposed that I would find out the next day at noon, if she arrived for her first day of work.

Maya didn't arrive at noon the next day. She arrived a half hour early. She was dressed very conservatively, covered from neck to toe in a very plain tan sweater and slacks that hid all of her treasures. When she emerged from the back room she had taken off the sweater and was wearing the light blue company shirt, and as soon as I saw those hairy forearms my cock surged to attention.

I did need to get some work done around here, so I greeted her and showed her around the store, giving her the basic training she would need to get started. She was just as shy as she had been the night before, and I found her submissive way of averting her eyes to avoid mine had not changed since last night, and I still found it quite stimulating.

"Here," I said to Maya as we prepared to emerge from the back room. "You'll need to wear this."

I had a name tag ready for her, and pinned it on her chest for her. Taking my time, I rubbed the back of my hand over her breast as I applied the identification carefully. I felt her nipple swell under the contact, and soon it blossomed enough so the nub was visible through her bra and sweater. Her breasts seemed lost in what seemed to be an overly large and ill-fitting brassiere, but I could tell that they were small and very sensitive.

"I'm very glad you came back today," I told her.

"I - I - I have to," Maya said haltingly. "I need the job very much."

"I think you need more than the job," I added before sending her out into the store. "We close in six hours."

"Is that when I will work? 12 until 6?"

"You'll start at noon and you'll leave when I'm through with you," I explained.

"I was just wondering, so I could inform my husband of the time he should pick me up."

"He can wait for you," I sneered. "Not like he has anything else to do. Or he can come in and watch you - work."

Maya shuddered at my last words, and I patted her on the shoulder as she went to work. I watched her a lot during the day, and while I happy to see that she was industrious and a hard worker, I was more interested in just watching her and undressing her with my eyes.

Maya was originally from India, and I guessed her to be in her early 30's. She was a very petite woman who was painfully shy and was married to some guy who couldn't hold a job. The way I saw it, he wasn't going to be holding a woman for long either. For whatever reason, I could sense her unhappiness and the fact that her needs weren't being met. That was something I was already beginning to fix.

I made contact with Maya periodically throughout the day. I would lean against her if she had a problem with the register, and would press my crotch into her as I helped. I would touch her copper colored hand from time to time as well, reveling in the feel of the smooth skin as I remembered that very same tiny hand clutching my cock the night before. By closing time, I was more than ready for her.

"That's my husband," Maya indicated as she watched me set the alarms after locking the door.

I looked out at the nerdy looking guy with glasses who was again sitting behind the wheel of an old beat up Camry and sneered.

"You want to tell him to wait, go ahead. You could ask him if he wants to watch you work in the back too."

The thought of her husband watching while I defiled his wife, really excited me, and the more I looked at that nerdy wimp sulking in the car outside, the more excited I got.

"I will tell him to wait."

Maya came back in, and I watched her husband slink down in the seat as he fiddled with the radio.

"He is not happy," Maya told me as she came back inside.

"Too bad," I snapped. "If the poor excuse for a man had a job he wouldn't be out there."

I led Maya to the store room, and unlocked the door at the back of that room. It was a tiny room with a sofa bed and one overhead light that I occasionally used in the event of a snowstorm that made driving home impossible. Now it would come in handy for something else.

"Get undressed," I told Maya, who shyly turned away from me as she pulled the shirt over her head.

Folding it and setting it on the edge of the bed, she stood under the light with her arms crisscrossed over her bra, looking every bit as frightened as she had the night before.

"Your slacks too," I said curtly, and Maya seemed shocked at this request.

"You didn't say..."

"I didn't say anything besides take your slacks off. Let's go."

With great reluctance, Maya undid her slacks and pulled them off. Now she was trying to cover her tits and her pussy with her hands, even though she was wearing a very modestly cut bra and panties. The brilliant white cotton against her creamy brown skin made for an exhilarating contrast, and what I had suspected was proving to be true.

When I first met Maya, I had only guessed that she was a hairy woman. There had been little indications of that; the hair on her lower arms and the downy side burn-like fuzz that circled her ears. Having seen her armpits in all their glory the night before, I had a good idea of what to expect from the rest of Maya, and I was not disappointed.

Maya's bronze legs were slender yet shapely, and her thighs had a faint coating of down on them. That down turned into thick hair below the knee, and her legs, particularly the insides of her calves, were as hairy as mine. The best part was between her legs, where the white full cut panties struggled and failed to contain what had to be an outrageously thick and full bush. Hairs peeked out from the elastic sides and sprouted out from the top. A visible trail of hair grew up to her navel, and there was also fur peeking out from the crotch of the garment

I gestured for Maya to raise her arms, just as she had the night before, and she followed my instructions. This time, however, things would be a little different, as Maya soon discovered. I went behind Maya and snapped the padded handcuffs on her wrists, an action that she had made easy for me by locking her hands behind her head. By the time Maya swiveled her head to try and see what had happened, it was already over. The rope I had secured to the cuffs was thrown over the girder above us, and with a few pulls I had Maya helpless.

"Please!" Maya begged. "Don't hurt me."

"Shut up!" I said, pulling on the rope so that Maya's feet were up in the air, kicking as she hung suspended off the ground. She was so petite that it was easier than I had expected to lift her up, and I secured the rope so I could enjoy my handiwork.

"I'll scream!" Maya declared.

"No you won't," I said calmly. "You'll take it and like it. You like the way you feel there, don't you?"

I know I liked it. Way beyond liking it. I undressed myself as I took in the sight of little Maya dangling there helplessly. Her toes a foot off the ground, we were at eye level with each other. Her arms were stretched taut, every muscle and tendon bulging on those slender limbs. Her armpits were glistening with sweat, and the woolly jungles that filled them looked even hairier with her in this position.

Naked now, I walked around Maya, taking in the beauty of her form. Her back muscles were also rippling, as were her shoulders. My cock swayed in front of me as I circled Maya, and while her eyes would not meet mine, they were having no problem looking at my throbbing erection as I walked by again.

Behind her, I wrapped my arms around Maya and squeezed my body into hers. Her body was coated with sweat already, and I ran my hands all over her exposed flesh as I pushed my cock into her buttocks. She had arrived to work all sparkling clean and freshly scented, and now she was wringing wet already. From behind, my hands slid up Maya's sides until they were under her arms.

My fingers raked through the soggy mats of hair, causing Maya to sigh a little. Holding myself against her, I clenched my fingers, grabbing the clumps of hair in my fists and pulled on them Maya cried out in shock as I yanked on her armpit hair hard for a few seconds before releasing my grip. Walking around to face her, I saw Maya's eyes welled up with emotion. Tears - or lust? I could not tell.

"You liked that, didn't you?" I guessed, not expecting an answer, and reached under the bed for the step-stool, which I placed under Maya so she could stand on it and relive the strain on her arms, which were still tied above her head.

My hands rubbed Maya's shoulders a minute before returning to her armpits. My handling had stirred up the natural scents of Maya, and I buried my nose in the coarse bush and inhaled the natural fragrance that rose out of her armpit.

I had been with one other woman that did not remove her body hair - several years ago, and she had really made an impression on me. With fashion and customs the way they are these days, I had assumed that I would never have the pleasure of enjoying another woman like that again, until Maya had walked into the shop.

"Can't believe how hairy you are," I said as I toyed with the spray under her arms. "Such a tiny girl with so much hair. Does your husband like you hairy like this?"

Maya didn't answer right away, so I repeated the question, along with a tug on her pit hair for emphasis.

"Yes," Maya finally said. "I mean - he used to."

"What does that mean?"

"He cannot - you know."

"No, I don't know," I said. 

"He cannot - get hard any more."

"I see," I answered, watching sweat trickle down Maya's sides from her armpit jungles. "Can't work and can't fuck. Some man."

"It is not his fault," Maya started to explain, but I cut her off.

"That explains why you seem fascinated by this," I said, gesturing down to my cock, which was as hard as blue steel and in full sight of Maya's lowered gaze. "You like my cock, don't you? You want to feel this thing inside you. I can tell. You want to suck on it too, I'll bet. Am I right?"

I was right. She didn't say it, but her eyes gave it away.

"You like me doing this, don't you?" I asked, before sliding my tongue up and down her woolly armpit, tasting the salty sweat as I did. "Don't you?"

"Yes," Maya gasped, her mouth open and leaning toward me.

"I want to know what it feels like," I said, raising my arm and moving up to Maya. "Suck on my armpits."

Maya moved her face away but I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her face into my armpit.

"Lick it!" I demanded, and I shivered when I felt Maya's tongue scraping against my sweaty armpit. "Oh man, that feels good. Of course, I don't have nearly as much hair under my arms as you do. Then again, who does? That's it, now the other one."

By the time I moved away from Maya, I was ready to squirt my load, it had felt so amazing. There was someplace else I wanted to leave my load, and it was about that time.

I grabbed Maya's shirt and rubbed her armpits dry with it, or as dry as I could. Undoing the rope, I unshackled Maya's wrists, which had tiny red rings around them from the cuffs, and helped her down from the stool.

"Will you..."

"Fuck you?" I said, finishing her sentence. "No, I told you. Not tonight. Maybe tomorrow night. Tonight, I want something else."

I laid down on the bed and motioned for Maya to join me.

"Get me off, Maya," I told her, putting her across my legs and putting her tiny brown hand on my tool. 

"No, not like that," I corrected her as she started to masturbate me. "I want to fuck your armpit."

I arranged Maya so that my cock was nestled under her arm. Without any further explanation, Maya began rubbing my cock head into the coarse tuft of hair. After doing that for a minute, she brought her arm down so my cock was clamped tight in her armpit between her bicep and her side, and she began to move her arm back and forth.

"Omigod!" I groaned as I watched the head of my cock being worked over in the hairy vise.

Clearly, this was something she had done before, and while I had tried it once with the other woman long ago, it was nothing like this. Maya alternated between this armpit fucking and just rubbing the head up my cock up and down her underarm like she would a roll-on deodorant, while I fought the urge to cum. It was a battle I was going to lose, although I delayed it as long as I could by not looking. It was so visually thrilling that I couldn't keep from watching for long, and as the head of my dick became crimson from the friction, I moaned loudly.

Cum spurted out of me rapid-fire, hosing the dense black forest with some of my milky seed, while the rest splattered all over us. Even after I was drained, my cock twitched and jerked until Maya finally let go of my limp instrument. Maya's jet black armpit hair was drenched with my milky white load, and I put Maya's arm down as I crawled out from beneath her, trapping the semen in her pit.

"Go to your husband," I told her. "Maybe if he smells my cum under your arm it will make him hard."

"Please," Maya said, getting up on shaky legs. "I need - need to have..."

"Maybe tomorrow night," I told her, looking down at her crotch.

Maya's panties had become almost transparent, and her pussy hair was outlined clearly against the cotton. I slid my hand lightly over the mound and then looked up at Maya.

"Did you - go to the bathroom?" I asked, feeling her crotch, which was saturated, and Maya briskly shook her head no.

"You really do want it, don't you?" I asked with a grin. "You want me to fuck you."

I ran my hand up and down the damp front of her panties, and Maya began swaying and thrusting herself into my hand while making whimpering noises that sounded like begging.

"Do you?" I repeated.

"Yes." Maya gasped.

"See you tomorrow. Noon. Tell your wimp husband what we did. Maybe it will get him hard." 



Maya's Story Ch. 03



The last chapter had Maya and Erik in the back room of the store, where he had strung Maya up and got to enjoy all of Maya's natural beauty. After that, he had her get him off in a most unusual and erotic manner.

Now Maya has returned for another day of work, and for what would follow. They both knew what she wanted, and now it was only a question of when.

Loving wives, fetish, voyeur and cuckold content.

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Maya returned for work the next day - early once again, and I noticed that as her nerdy husband dropped her off again, he looked in at me through the window before pulling away. 

I had nothing but contempt for the man, and I hadn't even met him yet. The thought of driving your wife around to look for a job while your lazy ass sat in the car was appalling to me, and I felt no remorse about what I had already done, and was planning to do with his wife. None whatsoever.

Today Maya seemed just as nervous as she had the previous two times we had been together, or maybe even more so. When it got close to 6 and we were preparing to close up, I saw Maya's husband pull up in front of the store once again. This time, he got out of the car and leaned back against it.

He wasn't much bigger than Maya was - maybe 5'6" and 125 pounds at the most, and wore big horn-rimmed glasses that he kept pushing up his nose nervously as he looked in at us getting the last customer out the door.

"You want to tell your wimp of a husband that he has to wait?" I asked Maya before locking the door.

"I - I think he wants to speak with you," Maya said haltingly.

"Oh yeah? What about?"

"About you and about me," Maya said. "Last night I did what you said to do."

"What was that?"

"I - I - I told him what you did to me."

Well, I had to admit that wasn't something I had expected to hear. On her way out the door I had suggested to Maya that maybe if she told her husband what we had done, it might make him hard.

Looking out at the nerdy guy fidgeting with his glasses, I gave my shoulders a little shrug. There wasn't anything this guy was going to do to me that I was worried about, because I knew I could crush him like a grape. Being twice his size, and with me having more than a passing interest in karate made the outcome inevitable, unless he had a gun. He didn't seem the type for that, but who does these days?

"So he's come to take a swing at me?" I asked Maya, and I was prepared to at least give him credit for trying to be a man for once in his lazy ass life.

"Oh no," Maya said quickly. "Tanish is not a violent man. He has something he wants to ask you."

"What does he want to ask? Does he want a job too?"

"No."

"I didn't think so," I sneered, my contempt for the sweaty little twerp returning in full force. "Then what does he want to ask?"

"This is very difficult for me," Maya said, and the quiver in her voice confirmed what I already knew.

"And I'm getting more annoyed every minute," I lied, enjoying Maya's discomfort as she struggled with her words.

"He... wants to know... if he can... watch."

We were both looking out through the window, having just flipped the closed sign outward, and as Maya spoke, I fought to keep from laughing as I looked at the geek who watched us talking about him. 

"Watch what?"

"Tanish wants to watch you - you know - do things to me."

"You're kidding!" I exclaimed.

"I am not, although I wish I was," Maya admitted.

"Tell me how this came up," I demanded.

"Last night when we got home, and I went to bed with Tanish, he asked me how work was. I told him it was fine. He then asked me about you."

"What about me?"

"He said that he saw you through the window, and he said you were a very handsome man and looked very big and strong," Maya continued. "He asked me whether you had showed any interest in me - as a woman."

"What did you tell him?" I asked, noticing that this Tanish guy had moved away from his car and was inching closer to the window. Still pushing the glasses up the nose every few seconds, and looking like he was trying to read our lips as we spoke, he had a way about him that made my blood boil.

"What did you tell him when he asked whether I had shown an interest in you?"

"I told him yes. Tanish then asked me whether you had tried to do anything to me, and I told him. Everything."

We were facing each other through the window; Maya at my side in the store, with most of the lights inside off, and her husband out under the street lights.

"Maya," I said, not taking my eyes off of her husband for a second. "Tell me what you told Tanish, and as you do, I want you to reach over and stroke my cock - that's it - right through my slacks. Just run your hand up and down it and get me hard while you talk."

I felt Maya's hand quickly find the bulge that snaked down the right side of my crotch, and I felt myself get aroused immediately. Through the glass, Tanish stared as his wife rubbed her hand up and down the outline of my increasingly long tube.

Tanish was breathing heavily and as he nervously looked up and down the sidewalk, he motioned hopefully toward the locked door, signalling for me to let him in. I coldly and slowly shook my head no as I listened to his wife.

"I told Tanish that you had cuffed my hands and suspended me in the air for a brief time and had touched me all over above my waist. I told him that it seemed you were very aroused by the hair under my arms - just like Tanish is."

"Continue," I said, as my cock felt like it was about to erupt any second under Maya's stroking, and Tanish was so close to the window his breath was fogging the glass as he watched.

"He asked me if you had taken your clothes off, and I told him yes. He asked about... about your manhood. He asked me if you were well endowed."

"And what did you say about that?"

"I told him that I had never seen a man so large before."

"Move your hand away for a minute, Maya," I told her. "Let your husband see what you're rubbing."

As I felt Maya's hand come away from my cock, I watched her husband's mouth open wide, and his body bent over a little bit as he saw the bulge that was so clearly defined against my thigh, as well as the large wet stain that had formed there thanks to his wife.

"This husband of yours is a fruit, isn't he?" I asked contemptuously as I motioned for her to go back to rubbing me.

"No - I mean I don't know," Maya said in confusion. "I do not really know anymore about my husband, although I still love him deeply. It started when Tanish said he would like to see me with another man, so even though I didn't want to, I did this for him. Ever since then, he cannot get aroused by himself, but he wants me to be with another man again. So when I told him about what you..."

"This excited him?"

"Yes. I told him about how you wanted me to give you satisfaction by putting your penis under my arm, just like Tanish used to do. I even showed him where you had left your seed, and the hair that was all stuck together as a result."

"This excited him too?" I asked in wonderment as Maya nodded affirmatively.

"He said he had to... I cannot. I cannot tell you what he did next, other than afterward, he became hard and mounted me, and I was so aroused from being with you, I let him."

"At least you got him to fuck you," I added.

"Unfortunately, he had an orgasm as soon as he entered me."

"So you got nothing out of it at all, and now he wants to watch you get fucked by me?"

"Yes, please. He wants to watch."

"What about you, Maya?"

"Please," Maya said, seizing my cock in a death grip. "I need you."

"This way," I said gruffly as I grabbed a hand full of her thick dark hair and led her over behind a counter that was waist high to me, and had her kneel down behind it.

I unbuckled my trousers and let them fall, and as they did Maya yanked down my boxers, sending my cock springing wildly about. Tanish ran over and peered in through the window, getting a perfect view of me from the waist up, and probably the top of the back of his wife's head.

"Suck it," I demanded, holding my cock in my fist with one hand and drawing her face closer with my other. "Suck my cock!"

"It is too large," Maya choked as her lips slid over the bulbous crown before retreating back over the tip.

"Open your mouth wider - here, work the shaft with your hands - my balls too. That's it!"

Maya could only get a little bit more than the head of my tool in her mouth, but I had become used to that over the years. The feel of her mouth going over and over the raised ridge at the bottom of my glans felt great, and her fists jerking the rest of me would take me where I wanted to go eventually.

I made it last for at least five minutes; the sight of her husband desperately trying to see what Maya was doing, and the choking and gasping sounds his dearly beloved was making as she slobbered over my cock was making this an incredible experience.

Thankfully, the streets were pretty deserted at this time of night, or else the sight of this spastic twit outside on the sidewalk would have really drawn a crowd, and not given the business a good name either.

I gave him as much of a show as I could, making every face imaginable and thrusting my hips wildly as I neared orgasm. As I came, Maya gagged as my load spurted down her throat, and I pulled my cock out and let the rest squirt all over her face and neck.

"Don't swallow it all," I cautioned her, and when she reached for something to wipe her face off with, I stopped her.

"I think your husband will probably want to take care of that himself," I said derisively, and after I let Maya out the side door and watched Tanish meet her, I was proven right.

The sight disgusted me, yet at the same time something about this pathetic man cleaning up my mess was arousing in a way I could not explain. What I really wanted to see happen was to see Maya slap him in the face and walk away from him, instead of letting him kiss her with a full mouth. The fact that Maya was looking at me over his shoulder as he did this was also something altogether different as well.



Maya's Story Ch. 04



In this installment, Erik gets to meet Maya's husband for the very first time, not counting the night before, when he had watched through the window while his wife performed oral sex on him.

Loving wives, fetish content included.

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It had been a tense day at work with Maya. I had continued to try and inflame Maya in subtle ways; grazing against her, idly touching her arm or squeezing her shoulder.

It was working, and working far beyond my wildest dreams. Maya was - and there is no other way to put this - in heat. Men always fantasize about a woman who was almost out of mind with desire for them, and I was no exception. Now here it was, and I was loving it.

I'm positive that by now little meek and shy Maya would have, if I had told her to, stripped off all of her clothes and fucked me right on the floor in the middle of the store. Quite a step up from the modest woman who was so reluctant to wear short sleeves earlier in the week because of her furry arms.

"Tonight, sir?" Maya had asked me around lunch time when we had a bit of a lull in business and were able to talk.

"I'm not sure," I mused, putting my hand on her shoulder and feeling her whole body twitch. "I like the way we are going now. Nice and slow. Regardless, we will do it when I decide. Not before."

Maya nodded and took care of the customer while I watched her. It just struck me that for everything I had done to and with Maya, I had yet to see much of her body. She had always been wearing at least a bra and panties. Now, as the customer left, I decided that was about to change.

"Let's go into the back room," I said, and guided the little woman from behind the counter and towards the back room.

I stood in the doorway that led to the back while Maya went into the room. When she realized I had stopped, she stopped as well.

"I want to see your tits," I said calmly.

"What?"

"Your tits," I explained. "Your breasts. I've never seen you without a bra on, although I have a hunch there may not be all that much to see. Where on earth did you get this bra?"

"It belongs to Tanish's mother," Maya said with reluctance, as she looked down at me squeezing the cup of the sadly under-filled bra through her shirt. "We haven't been able to afford to buy many clothes as of late." 

"Ah yes. Everything comes back to that sorry, limp-dicked, unemployed, lazy-ass excuse for a husband of yours," I spat. "Well, come on before a customer comes in. Take off your shirt and bra so I can see your tits."

"They are very small," Maya told me, as if I couldn't tell already.

"I didn't ask for a description. I said that I wanted to see them."

Maya nodded and pulled the company shirt off of herself, folding it neatly afterward. She took a deep breath and reached back and unhooked the harness, which was either the same ill-fitting bra I had seen her in before or another one that fit just as badly, and pulled it off, covering herself with her hands.

"Put your hands down," I said sternly, glancing back into the store to make sure no one had come in before looking back at Maya.

Her breasts were indeed small - even smaller than I had pictured them in my mind. Pear shaped and about that size as well, the little titties had a bit of sag to them as well, but while her tits may have been small, her areolas and nipples were incredible.

A rich chocolate brown in color that set them off from the copper toned teats, her areolas were quite large, covering almost all of the ends of her breasts. Her nipples were thick, fat bullets that also seemed over-sized in comparison to what they capped. 

"Tanish - he says they are pitiful, and that is partly why he has trouble getting erect for me."

"Your Tanish is pretty pitiful too," I said, stepping over and grabbing her left breast in my hand, the tiny orb feeling lost in my palm. I kneaded the pliant tit roughly, and felt the nipple blossom even larger as I did.

"He's right about your tits," I said, trying to hide the fact that I found her little treasures very arousing. "They are quite small indeed. These nipples look like they have gotten a lot of attention in the past, am I right?"

As I spoke, I took the thick pegs between my thumbs and index fingers and pulled on them. Maya gasped, but kept standing in place as I tugged on the bullets, stretching them straight outward as Maya looked down open-mouthed.

"Ah... you like that don't you? You like these babies abused a little, right?" I asked, twisting them a bit just before releasing my grip on them. 

As her titties dropped back down, the nipples stayed fully expressed, the thick and long brown stubs deserving in my mind to be enjoyed more.

"Put your shirt back on," I said, and when Maya grabbed for the brassiere I yanked it away from her. "Not that thing. Give this back to the women that it fits. Your tits are so small they don't need a bra. Just wear the shirt."

Maya complied with my wishes, and for the rest of the day she worked bra-less. Even the baggy shirt couldn't hide the fact that her nipples were erect the whole day, probably partly as a result of the scraping of the fabric against them, and partly because I stared at her all afternoon.

Around ten minutes before closing time, I saw Maya's car pull up in front of the store. This time, her husband didn't stay in the car, or stand out on the sidewalk, but instead came into the store.

He didn't stride in aggressively, but more or less slithered in, looking just as meek and timid as his wife. Biding his time, he waited until the customers had left before he sidled up to the counter where we were getting ready to cash out.

He cleared his throat while I ignored him, and I watched Maya nervously trying to think of something to say to me in way of an introduction.

"Excuse me, sir?" Maya whispered, addressing me as she always did, and only then was it that I looked across the counter at her perspiring husband.

"Hello," the guy said in a voice that warbled a bit. "My name is Tanish."

He stuck out his hand in a nervous and jerky manner, and I paused for a second, not wanting to touch the guy. Finally, after remembering the words of my old man, "Even a dog can shake hands," I slowly reached over and grabbed his brown paw, giving him a handshake that wasn't as firm as I was tempted to give, but was still too much for him, causing him to grimace and flex his hand after I released it.

"Uh - I would like - uh - to thank you for giving Maya the opportunity to work for you," Tanish said after an awkward silence.

"Don't thank me. I didn't hire her on your account. She's here because she's a good worker. I like people with a strong work ethic. Not like some of these lazy bastards you see around here that can't keep a job."

Tanish sheepishly nodded, hanging his head and glancing over at Maya for a second, and then doing a double take when he saw her nipples poking into her shirt front. When he looked back toward me, his eyes drifted down to my crotch, which was something I didn't care for at all, so I reached down and extended my middle finger in front of what he was looking for, and this broke him out of his trance.

"May I speak to you sir?" he said quietly, motioning to Maya to leave us.

"You are speaking," I answered curtly, watching Maya walk toward the front to lock the door.

"Oh. Yes. I mean, I would like to speak to you man to man."

"Looks to me like we're one short for something like that, but go ahead," I offered.

"Well, I just wanted to say that I know what you are doing with my wife."

"You know?" I laughed. "Hell, you almost melted the window watching us the other night."

"Yes, I found that very stimulating."

"You must have, the way you sucked my cum out of her mouth when she came out."

"You do not understand."

"You're damn right!" I hissed, while Maya hurried to the back of the store. "What are you, queer?"

"No sir, I am not," Tanish protested. "It's just that I have discovered that I very much enjoy watching my wife get pleasure from another man. So that is why I am telling you you have my permission to be with my wife."

"Permission? I don't need your permission. You aren't giving her to me. I'm taking her. The only person here that is going to be giving me permission is Maya, and that's by her staying here. You don't matter."

"You are a very big man and could easily hurt me," Tanish warbled. "I will not fight you."

"What the fuck is wrong with you, man?" I said in exasperation. "You are sick."

"I know," he said, and for a minute I was afraid he was going to cry. "I don't know what has happened to us lately."

"Forget the us, dude," I snapped. "It's you that's fucked up. Maya's fine. More than fine, as a matter of fact."

"Are you going to have sex with her tonight?"

"I don't know," I said. "I haven't decided yet. Ask her after she gets out of work."

"Please let me watch."

"What?"

"I won't make a sound. I swear. I will just be quiet and watch."

"You have to be kidding. What do you think I am?"

"I need to watch," he sniveled. "I so much want to watch Maya get pleasured by someone like you. She has told me how strong and muscular you are, and how incredibly large your penis is. I could see the size of your bulge when she was stroking you..."

"Out."

I said it calmly, but when I got around the corner and he hadn't made much progress in the direction of the door, I helped him. Not violently, but firmly enough so that he knew I meant business.

"Walk out the door," I explained as I unlocked it, "Or go through it. Your choice."

"Please consider my request," Tanish said just before the door closed behind him. "If I have to beg you, I will. This is something I need."

I turned the key and dimmed the lights, walking slowly toward the back of the store. When I turned and looked back before joining Maya, I could see him peering into the store, trying to see where I was going. 

The guy infuriated me so much that it was all I could do to just go out there and beat the snot out of him, and it occurred to me that maybe that was exactly what he wanted me to do. Could he be a masochist who was looking for me to punish him physically as well as emotionally? This scene was a little new even for me.

"Your husband is a sick little fuck," I told Maya, who was waiting patiently for me in the center of the room. 

"I do not understand any of this," Maya said. 

"Did he try to fuck you when you got home last night?" 

"Yes, but he was unable to. He said he was distracted by the noise in the house."

"What noise?"

"His mother was cooking in the kitchen."

"His mother is living with you?"

"Actually, we are living with her," Maya said sadly. "We cannot afford a place of our own."

"Take your clothes off," I said coarsely, unable to understand which one of these two I was madder at.

Maya took the shirt off and then dropped her slacks. As she peeled her panties down and pulled them from around her ankles, I was treated to my first look at Maya in the nude.

I'm sure that many, if not most of the men in the Western world would have been taken aback, or even appalled my the sight of Maya standing there naked and shivering in the middle of the room.

Her petite and child-like body, with her tiny breasts and slender limbs and torso, gave her a look of innocence. A look that contrasted to greatly with the abundance of body hair the young woman possessed.

I had grown accustomed to and aroused by the thick tufts of hair that filled the hollows of her armpits, and was ambivalent about the coating of coarse black hair on her calves, but my first unobstructed view of her pussy was mind-boggling to say the least.

I had sampled any number of women with full bushes in my time, but the thickness and denseness of the wild triangle between Maya's legs was amazing. The thin trail that started at her navel quickly fanned out to a wide delta that spread to the insides of her thighs and to her hip bones. 

What made it better was the fact that I could see that the coal black bush was sparkling right around her opening; glistening with evidence that Maya was very wet and extremely aroused.

"You are excited already, aren't you Maya?" I asked her, and totally enjoyed her embarrassed nod in affirmation. "Your pussy is dripping wet. Why?"

"I was listening to you talking to my husband, and I was so ashamed of the way he was acting, but so aroused by you and the way you talked about me."

I had unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off, and after dropping my trousers and boxers I stood there staring at Maya, pulling and stretching my cock as she spoke. Her eyes were glued on my stiffening tool, and she was shifting her weight from foot to foot nervously.

"You want this, don't you Maya?" I asked, wagging my erection lewdly at her.

"Yes," Maya said in a breathless and shaky voice. "It is all I have thought about ever since that first night."

"How come? You have a thing for the big ones?"

"The size of your penis - it is so huge that it is breathtaking to me. I must admit that, but I am also very aroused by the fact that you seem to get excited when you look at me. That feeling is something I am not used to, but is one I very much enjoy."

"I'm going to fuck you Maya," I told her, and stopped her before she came toward me. "Not tonight though. Tomorrow night. With your husband watching."

"Yes."

"Does that excite you, Maya?"

"Yes."

"Go lay down on the cot," I directed, and followed Maya over to the makeshift bed. "Lay down on your back and put your hands up under the rail at the headboard."

Maya complied quickly and I climbed onto the cot, spreading her legs as I crawled between them. My hand slid through the thick mat of damp hair, and when my fingers stroked her thick labia her entire body shook.

"You said to me the first night, sir," Maya gasped. "You said that you were going to take me in every one of my openings."

"That's right," I said, and let my index finger slide down her pussy lips and right down between her ass cheeks. 

"Damn, even your asshole is hairy!" I exclaimed as I slid the tip of my finger in her fur-ringed anus and went in to the first knuckle. "Tight too. Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Maya?"

"Yes. Tanish has done that in the past. Back when he could - you aren't really going to try and do that to me, are you sir?"

"Try? I'm going to do more than try. You would be amazed and just how elastic that little balloon knot can be. Does that excite you? The thought of my big cock pushing right into that tiny opening of yours?"

"No. I am scared to even think about it."

"Good, you should be" I said, pulling my finger out before reaching up and grabbing my throbbing erection. "That's tomorrow night. Tonight, I'm going to have some fun with this other opening. Do you like it when I do this?"

I took the head of my tool and slid it up and down her opening. Maya shuddered as my glans tickled her clitoris before sliding back down.

"Y...y...yes," Maya whimpered. "Please!"

"I love the way your pussy hair feels against the head of my cock," I said, relishing the coarseness of the fur against my sensitive crown. "I could do this all night."

And for the next few minutes I did just that - slowly running the tip of my tool up and down her opening. Maya was thrusting her hips up to try and get me inside of her, but each time I would counter by moving away.

Maya was drenched in sweat, her bronze body glistening with moisture, and the veins in her neck were bulging and pulsating as she obediently held onto the bar at the top of the cot. I leaned forward and grabbed at her nipples, twisting them like the knobs on a radio, while the underside of my cock and my balls rubbed into her bush.

"You want to cum," I said - not a question but a statement of fact, and as she nodded I reached over and raked my fingernails through her soggy armpit hair before straightening back up and going back to teasing her clit with the tip of my dick.

"Then cum for me, Maya," I said as I rubbed her clit hard with me cock. "Show me what you look like when you cum. Show me what I'm going to see when I fuck you tomorrow night. When I fuck you so hard you'll beg for mercy!"

Maya's thighs were shaking, and tears were rolling down the sides of her face as I worked over her clit - teasing and toying with her and reveling in the increasingly tortured look on her face as she pleaded for relief. 

Suddenly, Maya's upper torso jerked upright, and she she screamed with a look of horror in her eyes, before slamming herself back down on the mattress and then back up.

As I looked down between her legs, her pussy erupted, and my crotch was drenched in her warm fluids. It was almost like being hit with a water balloon, and another little geyser splashed over me a few seconds later.

All during this, Maya's body was jerking around like a marionette, and she seemed unable to control herself for what had to be almost 20 seconds, until the convulsions eased and she fell back into the bedding.

Maya's eyes were glazed, and she looked up at me lost and bewildered about what had just happened. I was at a loss myself, but it had turned me on so much I had to let go.

"Do you use birth control, Maya?" I asked her, and when she shook her head no, I reached down and searched for her pussy lips through the matted hair with my left hand while jerking myself off with the other.

As I felt my orgasm begin, I pushed the tip of my cock between her labia and let my seed squirt into her, groaning loudly with each spurt of cum. After a few volleys, I pulled myself out and shot the rest of my load all over her bush.

After I squeezed out the last of my spunk, I rubbed it all into her crotch, making sure that she was covered with both my cum and hers.

"Tell your husband what I did to you, and let him clean that mess up," I told her as I climbed up off of her and helped Maya to her feet.

To my amazement, she could barely stand up, and I had to help her get dressed. I watched some of my cum drooling down the insides of her thighs as I helped her on with her panties.

"I am so weak," Maya said softly. "My legs are still shaking. Can I sleep here please?"

"No," I said coldly. "Sleep with your husband. Tell him you want me to fuck you tomorrow night. Tell him to beg me to do it if necessary. Do what I say."

Maya nodded meekly, and I helped her through the store and out onto the street, where her husband was standing on the sidewalk. When he saw her, he stood open mouthed for a second before finally coming over to help the poor woman.

"What - what happened?" Tanish asked as he helped her into the car.

"She'll tell you all about it," I snapped before walking back into the store.



Maya's Story Ch. 05



Erik has promised Maya that the next night would be the night. The night that she has been waiting for, as has he, although he has tried to maintain an ambivalent facade about it.

Loving wives, cuckold, fetish, and exhibitionist/voyeur content.

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"Last night," Maya said to me after she had arrived to work. "I could not believe how you made me feel. I have never experienced such an overwhelming orgasm before."

"Did you tell your husband all about it?"

"Yes."

"Did you get him to eat your pussy like I told you to?" I asked Maya, who had followed me into the back room.

"I didn't have to," Maya confessed. "He was like an animal - licking me all over down there."

"Did he fuck you?"

"No, but he had orgasms while he was licking me."

"Can't you see what he is?" I asked her.

"Things were so good for us once," Maya reflected. "We had a wonderful life. Then he started watching the pornography on the computer. He started telling me that he must be too small to satisfy me, and showed me pictures of other men. Then he had me lay with that other man while he watched. Now, it is like I don't even know the man I married."

"I know him," I stated coldly. "Like a book."

"It never mattered to me, but he kept telling me over and over about how small he was," Maya explained. "Then when he was unable to get himself hard any more, he blamed me. He tells me he wants me to be like the American women, so I remove the hair on my legs and under my arms. Then he tells me not to shave them, because without the hair I look like a child because my breasts are too small to excite him."

I came up behind her, towering over the petite, bronze-hued woman, and leaned into her, my hands coming up and finding her little titties through the shirt fabric. 

"No bra," I said while kneading the little orbs and feeling those bulbous nipples stiffen in response.

"I thought that would please you. The fact that I am so small breasted does not seem to bother you."

"It does not," I assured Maya, enjoying her leaning back into me as I groped her tits. "I will show you tonight how I feel about you."

"I told him last night that I had to have you, and that I wanted him to watch, and he said that he already told you that he would beg you if he had too. I think he will."

The day crawled by at a snail's pace, but eventually closing time came around. Ten minutes before it was time to lock up, Tanish arrived, looking as wimpy and pathetic as ever, and pushing his glasses up his nose with each step.

Maya, upon seeing him, had gone into the back, and when she emerged, went over to Tanish and handed him an envelope. It was her pay for the week, and I knew that because I had just given her the check she had earned and had cashed it for her. Like a dutiful wife, she went running over and handed the money to that human waste.

"I am back - as I said I would be," Tanish said.

"So I see."

"Maya has told me about how much pleasure she received from you, even without you having intercourse, and now she has told me she wants to have you. I just wanted to tell you that I understand why she feels that way, and that you have my blessings as long as I am able to observe and make sure she is all right."

"I'm not interested in your blessings - don't want or need them," I spat at Tanish. "Believe me, Maya will be alright. I'll make sure that you end up with what's left of her after tonight, just so you can suck the cum out of all of her holes."

"I need to watch, sir," Tanish said, pushing the glasses up and looking down - either at the floor or at my crotch.

"You really want to watch? Fine. We'll go to your house and I'll fuck her and you can watch."

"I'm afraid that is not possible at this time," Tanish mumbled.

"What's the matter? Mommy won't let you have company over? Even to fuck her daughter?"

"I see that Maya has told you of our unfortunate turn of luck that has forced us to temporarily move in with my family," Tanish sheepishly said.

"Temporarily? Why, do you have prospects on the horizon, or are you planning on her getting a second job?"

"Why do you enjoy mocking me so much, sir?" Tanish asked. "I treat you with nothing but respect."

"Because I earn respect!" I said, poking my finger into his breastbone and knocking him back a half-step. "I'm a man. You, on the other hand, are a wimp."

"I am also a man," Tanish said in an utterly unconvincing voice. "Perhaps not as much of a man as you are in many respects, but still a man."

"And that's why you're standing here, man?" I hissed, nodding over toward Maya, who had locked the front door and stood there watching us from a distance. "Begging me to let you watch me fuck your wife?"

"I am thinking mostly of Maya and of making her happy."

"Bullshit!" I snapped. "I think I know what you are really thinking of. Am I right? Huh?"

I sneered at Tanish as I reached down and gave my crotch a squeeze, and I could have sworn that Maya's husband shuddered as I did so, but he briskly shook his head and looked away.

"I think that you want to watch me service your wife, and while I do you're going to be fantasizing that it's you I'm doing instead of her. Why don't you admit it? It's not a crime. Just come out and say, I'm gay."

"But I am not sir."

"Fine," I snapped. "You want to watch? Go rent us a room. Riviera Motel down at the end of Broad Street."

"Why can we not go to your home?" Tanish protested. "Perhaps into your back room where you have done things to her before?"

"No. I was planning on going to go to my home with Maya, and if I do, it won't be with you there. I wouldn't let something like you near my property, much less into my bedroom. You want to watch? Go get us a room. Then you can watch and whack off like a chimp while your wife has a man inside of her."

Tanish stood there for a moment, and then nodded. He kept standing there, even after I shrugged, so I asked him what he was waiting for.

"The room - it will cost money."

"No shit Sherlock. You want the show, you rent the room."

"But I do not have..."

"I saw Maya hand over her pay to you just now, pimp," I growled. "She busted her ass all week, and you just got paid, so you have money."

"You cannot be serious," Tanish asked, and by the look on my face he soon discovered that I was dead serious.

"We're going to drive past the Riviera Motel in about 45 minutes," I informed him, walking him toward the door. "If your car is out front of one of the rooms, I stop. If not, this is good night, because I'll drive right past and take her to my home, where I will ravage her in every way imaginable. Your call."

Tanish walked past Maya, unable to look at her as he went past. I leaned out the door and called out to him just as he got to his car.

"There's a liquor store next to the motel," I informed him. "Get us a bottle of champagne - nothing too expensive."

"I do not understand," Maya said as I put my arm around her shoulder and guided her into the back of the store. "Are we going to make - I mean, have sex?

"Yes we are," I assured her. "Probably more than you're bargaining for."

"Where are we going?"

"I have a hunch we're going to the Riviera Motel," I mused. 

"Will Tanish we watching us?"

"If your car is at the Riviera Motel, he will be."

"If Tanish were having sex with someone else, I would not want to watch," Maya said sadly, offering no resistance when I came up behind her and slid my hands under her shirt.

"That's the way most people would think," I agreed, grabbing onto those plump nipples of hers and pulling them up and out.

"I think you're going to learn a lot about this husband of yours tonight," I suggested while enjoying Maya writhe under the abuse her nipples were getting from me.

I brought my hands out from under Maya's shirt and ran them up and down Maya's arms. The hairs were standing up straight, just as they had that first night, and I reveled in the feel of those hairs sliding between my fingers as they moved.

"I am afraid," Maya admitted.

"Are you coming with me?" I asked, clicking off the light and heading for the exit.

"Yes."

I took my time driving Maya over to the motel, and I couldn't help noticing how Maya was in awe of the interior of my BMW - feeling the seats and looking around at the dashboard. It was 2 years old, and starting to show it, but when you're used to a Camry, I suppose you aren't as fussy as I am.

"Surprise, surprise," I said sarcastically as I saw Tanish's rust bucket in front of a room on the far end of the place, and Tanish standing next to the door with the key in his hand.

I swung my shiny black BMW right up next to Tanish's car, and noted his reaction as Maya climbed out of the passenger side. Pulling a briefcase out of the back seat, I followed Maya up to the door where Tanish greeted her.

"I love you Maya," Tanish said, and I chuckled when she turned away as he kissed her.

"I guess you must," I said as we entered the room, which was one of the pricier rooms in the place, with a king-sized bed. "You went top shelf, at least Riviera top shelf."

"I thought that you, as a man of immense stature, would appreciate having a large bed," Tanish offered.

"Yeah, and maybe room enough for all of us?" I suggested, and after I saw the hopeful look on his face, brought him back to earth. "Forget about it, pimp. That's your place over there."

"His place" was the brown leather, scoop-shaped chair beside the bed, and as I closed and locked the door, Maya stayed glued to my side.

"What would you like me to do?" she asked.

"Take a shower - soap and water only. No deodorant," I directed her. "Be quick about it too."

Maya nodded and disappeared into the bathroom, and within seconds I heard the water get turned on. I was stuck with Maya's husband, who was hovering around the chair I had sent him too. Tanish looked like he had ants in his pants - fidgeting and squirming as he looked around the room.

"Make yourself comfortable," I offered. "It's your money," I reminded him as I went over to the bed and checked it out, yanking the blanket and sheets off, leaving the fitted sheet and pillows on.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked after glancing over at Tanish.

Tanish had stripped down to his underwear, having just pulled off his socks when I noticed what he was doing.

"You said to make yourself comfortable," he said meekly, his hands poised at the elastic of his underpants. "I thought that meant I could - you know."

"Alright, but don't get any ideas."

Tanish nodded and pulled down his underwear. I had to look, or at least glance over at him, but when I did, I had to laugh.

Tanish was barely bigger than Maya in height and weight, and was skinny and hairy just like Maya. What got me chuckling was Tanish's pecker, which was barely visible as it peeked out of his bush. It certainly was a little one, and as I giggled Tanish reached over and pulled on it a few times for emphasis.

"As you can see, my penis is very small, which is why I cannot satisfy Maya."

"You look like a hirsute newborn," I chuckled, watching Tanish pull on the limp, uncircumcised tube futilely.

I didn't mention that Maya had seemed to indicate she never had any problem at all with him and how he was built, until he kept harping on it. Then he couldn't get it up any more, which made size even more irrelevant. After all, what difference does it make how big a cock is, if you can't get it up?

Cock size seems like a childish thing for a man to get hung up on, and it wasn't anything I would even mention normally, but in Tanish's case I did because I thought that would take the fun out of it for him if I didn't. He actually seemed to be getting off on being humiliated by me.

I opened the briefcase I had brought along, making sure I would have what I needed ready, and I noticed Tanish trying to peek to see what I had in there.

"I was curious," Tanish said in a squeaky voice. "What is it you have there?"

"None of your fucking business," I snapped.

"I - uh - purchased the champagne you requested," he added, gesturing over to the bottle of bubbly on the dresser.

"Guess you aren't totally useless after all."

"Aren't you going to get - comfortable?" Tanish asked, a little too hopefully for me.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I chortled, and slowly unbuttoned my shirt.

I spent at least a minute taking off my shirt, and when I finally got it off, I took my time folding it and placing it on the dresser. Still wearing a wife-beater t-shirt, I pondered whether Tanish would have had a coronary if I had a chance to pump up a little bit, since he seemed very interested in my physique as it was.

I shook my head as I glared at Tanish trying to look as nonchalant as he could manage as he looked while trying to not seem to be. Making it as tough for him as I could, I let my trousers drop to the floor, and stepped out of them.

The choking sound Tanish made as I stood there in my tank top and cotton boxer briefs was barely louder than his breathing, and those sounds were the only ones in the room as the shower got turned off.

"Not gay? Sure you aren't," I said to myself, as Tanish confirmed my suspicions by staring open-mouthed at the bulge that was clearly defined by my form-fitting boxer briefs, and I could feel the cool air on the tip of my glans as it peeked out from underneath the relaxed elastic of the leg opening.

"Your wife will be very proud of you," I said, breaking the silence, and my voice snapped Tanish out of his trance.

"Uh - I'm sorry, sir?"

"Your pecker problem," I said, nodding toward his dick, which was standing out stiff and proud, still not much but at least visible now. "It seems to be working now."

"I'm... uh... nervous," was all that he could say before the bathroom door opened and Maya emerged.

Looking fresh and moist and nervous, Maya came out naked. Her bush, having been fluffed and dried, looked more luxuriant and thicker than ever, and her bronze skin looked creamy and kiss-ably soft.

To my delight, Maya noticed Tanish's erection right away, and her pained expression told me that she knew his dick being hard was not the result of her appearance. Regardless, she came right up and stood before me, staring straight ahead at my chest.

"What should I...?"

"You know what I like," I said. "Please me."



Maya's Story Ch. 06



This chapter contains loving wives, cuckold, fetish and voyeur content.

Room 119, Riviera Motel 7:45 p.m.

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Maya's hands rubbed my chest, feeling my nipples through the wife-beater and biting them lightly before reaching down and grabbing the bottom of the t-shirt. She pulled the shirt up, and I raised my arms to accommodate her.

Tanish cleared his throat as he stood in front of his chair, having been warned in no uncertain terms that if he said one word, he would find himself out in the parking lot naked. He was breathing loudly, and that made for an interesting soundtrack to Maya's activities.

After my shirt came off, Maya's hands squeezed my chest, kneading the pectoral muscles while licking my engorged nipple. Her mouth slid over and I lifted my arm, allowing Maya to lick and chew on my armpit hair, something that I had discovered I enjoyed and that Maya had taken note of like a good girl.

As Maya sucked on my armpit, Tanish gasped audibly, and I saw that he was enjoying himself already. He had his stiff little pecker between his thumb and his index finger and was whacking away, so I returned my attention to Maya, who was now working her way down my chest.

When Maya reached the elastic of my boxer briefs, Tanish was sounding like he had run a marathon, what with his pronounced wheezing and panting. My boxers came down slowly, and when she had them down far enough to fully expose my cock, Tanish groaned so loudly that I had to chuckle a bit myself.

Maya was all business, however, and after getting my shorts and socks off, went right to work, licking up and down the length of my cock, which was only beginning to show the first signs of life. Her tiny brown hands grabbed the shaft of my tool, lifting it to start sucking on the knob.

I took my cock from her and pulled it up to my stomach, and Maya immediately responded by licking my balls. While she struggled to get my left nut in her mouth, I dropped my dick on top of her head as if it were a shelf, and then covered it with Maya's coal black hair, rubbing her locks all over my tool.

That, combined with Maya's enthusiastic lapping of my sac, had gotten me hard fast, so I swept Maya's hair away from my cock and allowed it to spring wildly in front of her face. Her hands seized the stiff shaft and began milking it while her mouth moved up and down the ridge of the crown.

"Ahh."

Reflexively, I glanced over at the sound of Tanish and his cry, just in time to watch him popping his load all over the motel room rug while he stared at Maya slobbering all over my cock. He looked like a drowned rat, sweating like a pig, and I could only shake my head sadly in response.

I bent down and lifted Maya to her feet, brushing her hair away from her face as I led her over to the bed. She fell back onto the sheets, her tiny bronze body a dramatic contrast to the stark whiteness of the bedding.

I climbed on top of Maya, straddling her waist with my thighs. My balls were resting in her thick, coarse bush, and when I ground them into her fur I could feel how wet she was already. My cock was laying on her stomach, resting right along her treasure trail.

"Give me your hands, Maya," I instructed her, and when she held them up for me, I snapped the handcuffs on her wrists.

Because her wrists were so thin, I couldn't adjust them to fit snugly enough on her, but they weren't for physical restraint as much as for the mental and emotional aspects.

"Put your hands back up toward the headboard and leave them there," I directed her, and she complied.

I loved looking at her like this; fully exposed and utterly vulnerable for the taking. My hands slid up her defenseless body, right along her visible rib cage and up to her breasts. The small teats had all but disappeared when she was on her back like this, with her arms above her head, but the cocoa brown areolas and the thick stub nipples in their centers, left no doubt as to her gender.

My thumbs and index fingers grabbed the fat pegs and slowly pulled them upwards. Maya whimpered as I stretched them to their limits, feeling them throb in my grip, and her whimper became more pronounced as I twisted her nipples as I tugged them upwards.

Letting go of her buds, my hands rubbed her tit-flesh softly before moving upward. I raked my fingers through the damp thick tufts of her armpit hair, and Maya writhed as my nails dug into the coarse jungles.

She was trying to thrust her pussy up into me, her eyes now glassy and bulging, almost begging for relief, but I continued to play with her. Off to the side, I heard an unmistakable sound of skin slapping, which meant that her wimp was still awake and watching.

My hands dug into her armpits, grabbing fist fulls of the hair and pulling and tugging on them. This cause Maya to writhe and jerk around even more, and now she was crying out softly.

"Please," Maya whimpered.

I straightened up and lifted my right leg from her side, and parted her thighs. The sheet below her was wet, and the thick mat of hair between her legs was practically dripping as my hand explored her. It was time.

I slid my cock head up and down her opening a couple of times, just as I had the night before. Maya's breathing was rapid and her thighs were quivering as I brought the crown of my tool between the lips of her pussy.

I pushed forward until the ridge of my glans stopped my progress. It was like trying to get my cock through a keyhole - so tight was Maya's pussy - but I was getting a little feral myself by this point, so I forced myself into her.

Maya cried out as my head got inside of her vice-like pussy, and she kept howling as I pushed a few inches more of me into her, and Maya had a joyous look on her face when I began moving in and out of her.

"Can't - believe - you - got - it -in - me," Maya gasped between my thrusts, and I let out a little chuckle.

"In you?" I laughed. "It's not in you. This... this is in you!"

I pulled myself almost completely out of her, but as I slid back inside, this time I didn't stop. Maya's eyes widened as my cock kept sliding into her. Deeper and deeper, and obviously exploring virgin territory, my cock plunged into her.

Maya was thrashing around wildly as my cock hit the back wall. A handcuff had gotten loose from one wrist, and she was clawing at my arms, the handcuffs smacking us both as they flailed wildly on her free hand.

"OMIGOD!" Maya screamed.

"You like having it in you?" I sneered, feeling her pussy contract savagely as she came, before she fell back onto the bed.

Maya had taken almost all of me, which surprised me. Now that I knew how much she could handle, I was able to get serious. Crouching over her like the beast I felt like, I began to pound into her. Hard and fast.

I'm not one of these guys that can pop their nuts a half dozen times a night. Usually twice is good for me, but I don't like those five minute fucks. I like to fuck long and hard, and leave the woman totally spent by the time I'm finished, and I didn't think that was something Maya was used to. She would have to get used to it tonight.

I pulled the dangling handcuffs off her sweaty wrist and pinned her wrists down with my hands, crouching over Maya as I began a quick rhythm. We were both dripping wet now, and as my sweat rained down on Maya, I watched her eyes roll in her head.

"So good," Maya whispered.

"Your pussy is so fucking tight."

"So big - feel like you are - splitting me in two."

"You want me to stop?"

"NO!" Maya yelled out, and then she began squirming around, her pussy gripping me again as her back arched and her neck muscles strained.

When she stopped spasming, I held myself up over her, looking down at her contented face.

"So very good," Maya said softly, and then look startled as she felt my cock moving again.

"Not done yet - not nearly done," I informed her. "Put your arms around my neck and hold on."

After Maya did as I instructed, I reached down and lifted her ass up while I knee-walked over to the edge of the bed and stood up, with my cock still inside of her.

Maya giggled as I held her while we walked over to the dresser.

"Oh - this is different," Maya said, her body starting to quiver as we walked.

It did feel nice; maybe it was the different angle or something, but as we moved over to the dresser, Maya wrapped her legs around me as best she could and cried out again.

"Ooh!" Maya moaned, and I felt her clamp down on my tool again while she buried her head in my neck.

"This is like a dream," Maya said after we reached the dresser, her orgasm still making her shake.

"Here," I said, easing her down onto the dresser and reaching over for the bottle of champagne and pouring some into a little plastic cup.

"Thank you," Maya said.

"Thank your husband. He's the one who bought it."

"I don't want to think about Tanish," Maya said with a real edge to her voice, and the look she sent his way from over my shoulder proved that she wasn't kidding.

I took a belt of the bubbly, and poured some on Maya, who giggled. I sucked the moisture off of her shoulder, and then poured some down onto our crotches.

"I want to see," Maya said. "I want to watch your penis go in me."

Maya looked down and so I leaned backward, pulling my cock all the way out of her, and she put her hand down between her legs to get her bush out of the way as best she could. Putting the tip of it back at the gateway, I slowly slid myself back into Maya, enjoying her reaction as it gradually disappeared.

"Oh - oh - oh," Maya chanted softly as my tool impaled her once again, finally hitting the wall which made her wince. 

"I cannot believe how much of your penis you can get inside of me. I wish that I could take it all," she added with a twinge of remorse as she stared at the couple of inches that remained outside of her. "Perhaps, if I had enough practice I could become able to do better."

"Is your pussy sore?" I asked, noticing her facial expression as I moved inside of her.

"Yes, but that is all right," Maya said. "It is that man that hurts me the most of all. The pain you create, I love."

"Tanish?" I asked, having almost forgotten about the wimp, and a glance in the dresser mirror showed that he was still standing by the chair, still wanking away as he looked at my ass and his wife's legs that were wrapped around it.

"Yes," Maya hissed, showing a flash of anger. "Every time I look over at him, he is either hard or having an orgasm. Why could he not be aroused like that with me?"

"I think you have an idea why," I said, pouring us another cup and sharing it with Maya. "And I think you'll have it all figured out soon enough. Enough about him - it's time for us to get back to bed."

"Are you going to... you know."

"No, I don't know, Maya. What?"

"You said that you were going to - do things to me in every opening. Is that what you are going to do now?"

"Say it Maya."

"Are you going to fuck me in the ass?"

"Not yet. Later."

"I am very scared about that."

"I know," I said in response. "I can smell the fear coming out of you. That excites me."

"You are so tight in my pussy," Maya fretted. "I cannot imagine how you will be able to get your penis inside of my bottom."

"Not all the way in - just about half at best."

"Still," Maya shuddered. "It still terrifies me. I cannot imagine what it will feel like."

"It's going to hurt," I admitted. "I suspect it will hurt like hell for a while, and you will beg for me to stop. Then you will become accustomed to the size of me, and in the end you will orgasm, just like you have several times already, and will many times more before I'm through with you." 

"Please be gentle with me when you do it, sir."

"No," I replied coldly. "I will probably savage you like an animal. That's my nature. Telling you differently would be a lie. Once my cock goes into your ass, and I feel your tightness clamping down on me, I will probably get rather crazy and lose any sense of right or wrong."

Maya looked at me like she wasn't sure whether I was serious or not, and the look I gave her was meant to make the point that I truly was serious, because the fact was that as much as I didn't want to hurt her, once I got my cock into her ass, I would likely be so full of lust that I would be unable to control myself.

"No, you aren't," Maya determined. "You like me - I can tell sometimes when you let your guard down."

"That doesn't mean I'm not capable of hurting you," I warned her. "Man, despite all the attempts to domesticate and tame him, is at heart an animal, and only a few primitive steps up from being a savage beast. Pain is part of life," I added, thrusting myself deep inside of Maya to make my point clearer.

"That is easy to say when you are inflicting pain instead of receiving it," she moaned.

"Not really," I advised Maya. "In order to appreciate anything, you have to experience it yourself. I have in the past, and I will again in the future. Tonight, however, it will be you."

I carried Maya over to the bed and placed her with her head hanging over the foot of the mattress. Crouching over her face, I pointed my turgid member downward.

"Open your mouth wide and relax your throat as best you can." I advised Maya.

I bent my knees and slipped my cock into her mouth, trying to fuck her throat. After a few little knee bends I found I was able to get a few inches of the shaft into her mouth, which was more than she usually managed on her own.

"That's it," I said as I worked my cock a little deeper, ignoring the occasional choking sound that indicated I was going too deep. "Suck that cock like a good little slut."

Tanish was still slapping skin over on the side, and for his benefit I pulled my cock out for a second to teabag Maya, rubbing my balls over her face while wrapping my fist around my engorged member and pumping it a few times, before sliding it back down Maya's throat.

After a few more minutes of this, I rearranged Maya so that she was on all fours at the end of the bed. I spread her ass cheeks wide, enjoying the view of Maya's hairy pussy and the bush that did not stop between her legs but continued right on up to the crack of her ass.

"No, please," Maya whined as my finger stroked the hair-ringed balloon knot, but that wasn't where I was going. Not yet at least.

Instead, I brought my cock up between her legs and slid it in her pussy. Because of our height difference, this was the best way for me to fuck her doggie-style, and once Maya realized where I was headed, she got very enthusiastic about it.

I thrust into her pussy hard, holding onto her hips as my nuts swung up and slapped the insides of her thighs with each probe. My thrusts caused Maya to yelp a bit each time, and this aroused me.

Harder. I was now pounding into Maya with all my might, growling and snarling with each thrust, and the bed was pounding into the wall from the force of our fucking. With each deep plunge into her furry grotto, Maya let out a "Oh!", and at the speed I was pounding into her, the groans became an endless loop of sound that was a result of both pain and pleasure

Maya was cumming once again, and after she came this time, her arms gave out and she landed face first onto the sheet. I continued to hump her like a dog for the longest time, and only when her thighs began to quiver and at last gave out on her completely did I allow my cock to slide out of her pussy.

Crawling into bed next to her, I rolled Maya over on her right side and lifted her left leg, giving me easy access to her pussy.

"Oh!" Maya gasped as I penetrated her deeply from another angle.

With my hands now free to roam, I was free to feel Maya's sweaty brown body. Licking Maya's shoulder and nibbling her downy bicep, I felt Maya shiver in response.

"I know what you want," I said, lifting her arm and pulling it back behind her head, swiveling her upper torso a little as I did.

Her right tit was now easily accessible to me now, and while I gave it a little oral and manual attention, I knew what she wanted, and it was exactly what I wanted.

Maya let out a groan as I buried my face in her exposed armpit. My tongue licked the sweaty jungle of hair, tasting the pungent and stimulating mixture of perspiration and pheromones as I continued to slowly work my cock in and out of her. Maya's breath became rapid again, and she began to thrust back into me as we fucked.

"You're going to come again, aren't you?" I hissed in her ear as she began to make little sounds, and she nodded briskly in response.

I kept sliding my cock in and out of her slowly, holding onto her tight as he body began to shake. I buried my nose back under her arm, biting into the tender skin as her pussy clamped down on me yet again, and I held on and rode Maya through every wild convulsion.

"I cannot," Maya gasped as I continued to slowly slid in and out of her. "I want to - so much - but I am too sore. Please."

"Okay," I said, and climbed off of the bed, my erection still throbbing, but now had taken on a crimson-purplish hue that was indicating both a lot of use and a need for release.

Maya and Tanish both watched as I went over to the briefcase and took out what I needed.

"Then I guess it's time."



Maya's Story Ch. 07



Erik had fucked Maya into submission, and after she said that she could take no more, it was time for what he really wanted.

Anal, fetish, voyeur and loving wives content.

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"Sit up!" I instructed Maya, and she slowly dragged herself up to a sitting position.

The bed sheet was a mess, drenched with sweat and assorted bodily fluids, and it made for an uncomfortable place to sit, but that wasn't the reason for the look of discomfort on Maya's face.

"No... please," Maya sniffed as she looked at what I had in my hands.

"Relax," I suggested as I put the band of the ball-gag around her head before getting her to open her mouth to allow me to put the red ball in.

"This is so you don't make sounds that suggest you're in some kind of distress," I continued while I tightened and secured the gag. "Wouldn't be much fun to have the police knocking down the door and ruining your first real ass-fucking."

"Excuse me," Tanish said after clearing his throat. "I have had anal sex with Maya many times in the past."

"First of all, shut the fuck up, you wimp," I snapped. "Second of all, even if you actually did manage to reach her asshole with that puny thing, that hardly counts."

"Get on all fours facing the other way," I said, returning my attention to Maya.

Maya sat there on the edge of the bed with a look of dismay on her face, and her eyes were welling up with tears. I bent down just as a tear trickled down her cheek, and leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"If you really don't want me to do this, let me know right now. Just nod yes and that will be the end of it."

Maya looked at me like she couldn't believe what she was hearing, and tilted her head in disbelief. Did I really say that? Just nod yes and it's done?

Maya, breathing heavily through her nose as drool trickled around the sides of the ball-gag, briskly shook her head no and dutifully climbed onto the bed on her hand and knees, lifting her butt up and relaxing her ass so the cheeks parted.

Grabbing the bottle of lube, I shook it while looking at Maya's exposed asshole. The ring was surrounded by a halo of black hair, and while my fingers ran over the balloon knot, I came up with an idea.

"Hey, you want to get in on the action, pimp?" I said, looking over at Tanish, who was still diddling himself, and when he realized I had spoken to him, he came over quickly.

"Here's your chance to do something. Want to be a lube boy?"

Tanish made a move toward me, which I stopped with a straight-arm to his chest that almost knocked him on his ass. 

"Not on me, pimp. On your wife. You can prime her asshole for me so I don't rip her up too badly."

Tanish looked at me oddly, and so I gestured over to Maya, still poised and ready despite her fear, on all fours next to us.

"Toss her salad. Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about either. Get the lube way up into her rectum with that tongue of yours."

I squirted a large quantity of the lube in the general direction of Maya's anus, and Tanish wasted no time in moving over and burying his face in the crack of his wife's ass.

With one of his hands on Maya's butt and the other still busy on his dick, Tanish began licking Maya's balloon knot, but this wasn't good enough for me.

"Let go of your dick for a minute and use both your hands to spread open Maya's cheeks. That's it! Get your tongue right into her asshole. Work that lube in good."

Tanish was really into it, almost as if he was trying to stick his whole head up there. Maya was sniffling, but with the gag I didn't know whether she was enjoying this or crying.

"Now work your fingers in there, pimp," I bellowed. "Not one finger - two - or three. That's it, spread that asshole out for me."

"She is very tight anally," Tanish offered.

"Shut up and get back down there and toss her salad like a good wimp," I demanded, grabbing the back of his head and shoving it between her pert, firm cheeks.

After a couple more minutes of this, I pulled Maya's husband from out of her asshole. His face was glistening with the lube, as was the crack of Maya's ass and the hairs that were pasted to her skin.

"Time to see how you did," I said to Tanish, and slipped my index finger inside of Maya, causing her to lurch forward.

My considerable effort in getting a second finger inside of her tight orifice pretty much guaranteed that getting my cock inside her would be a real challenge. Maya was taking the two fingers well enough as I churned them in and out of her, so I pulled them out and grabbed the lube.

"Bet you'd like to do this for me," I suggested to Tanish, who was standing a couple of feet away, and his eyes were fixed upon my hand, which was working up and down my swollen member, lubricating the business end as best I could.

"Now just relax, Maya," I said, getting up close to Maya and pulling her hips up a little.

I brought the tip of my cock to the greased entry and pushed the crown in a little. The tip slid in nicely, but as the head flared outward, my progress stopped.

"Relax your asshole, Maya," I warned her. "Relax your muscles for me or I'll end up splitting you in two."

I pushed hard, and I got right down to the flared ridge of the glans with this thrust. Maya was making garbled noises as her body protested, and the sounds inflamed me even more.

"Like trying to get an apple through a keyhole," I muttered to no one in particular, and as my frustration grew I growled and pushed with all my might, holding onto Maya's hips and pulling her toward me.

At last, I felt the head of my member pop into Maya's ass, and Maya's body's was convulsing as I pushed a couple of inches further into her. My knees felt wet, as did the edge of the bedding, and I wasn't sure whether she had cum or lost control of herself, but I was too crazed at that point to care.

"So fucking tight," I grunted as I thrust in and out of the vice. The feeling was so exquisite that I couldn't help but try and get more of me inside of her. I had shoved in about five inches, but that was going to be about it.

Maya's body was practically limp, and I realized that I was pretty much holding her up with my grip on her hips. She had become my personal fuck toy, and I had stopped thrusting myself and was now just moving her ass up and down my cock.

Tanish was too close for my comfort, but I didn't want to stop now, so I tried to ignore him staring at us, breathing like a locomotive and biting his lower lip, and probably still jerking off.

My orgasm was building up to where I would be unable to hold it back much longer. Now I simply moved the head of my cock in and out of her ring, knowing the sensitive ridge would bring me to orgasm. Reaching up, I yanked the strap of the ball-gag from Maya's head, and after the ball fell out of her mouth, the sounds of her moans filled the room, driving me over the edge

"Arrgghhh!" I screamed as I felt my cock erupt into her ass. After I had sent a couple of jets of cum deep into her bowels, I pulled the tip of my cock out to the entrance, and watched as the ropes of cum squirted into the wide chasm I had created.

As what seemed to be an never-ending volley of spurts finally slowed, I slid my cock back into Maya. Her knees gave way and I fell forward with her, letting her feel the last twitching of my cock, before pulling out of her and standing up.

"She's all yours," I said to Tanish, who seemed to be in shock as I moved away from his wife, staring open-mouthed as he looked at Maya laying face-down, her anus still open wide enough to drop a golf ball into, and my cum oozing out of the abused opening like lava from a volcano.

I didn't look back to see what was going to happen next, but instead went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Stepping gingerly into the stall, I soaped myself up and let the warmth of the spray soothe my aching body, longing for the days when I could fuck like that for a couple of hours and not feel it.

I stayed in the shower until the hot water ran out, and when the water eventually turned cool I reluctantly turned it off and dried myself before going back into the room.

Maya was still on her stomach, but had moved a little bit, and apparently Tanish had put a sheet up over her body. I walked over to the briefcase and took out the remaining bit of equipment, the bottle of Grand Marnier.

Pouring a jigger into the plastic cup, I let some of the nectar slide down my throat, savoring the flavor as well as the entire evening. It no longer bothered me that Tanish was still staring at my unit, which was flaccid and drained and merely swayed back and forth, as I walked around the room putting my supplies back into the briefcase.

As I picked up my clothes and prepared to get dressed, I felt Tanish's presence at my side. I stopped and looked down on the little man, who seemed even more nervous and spastic than ever, but at least he had stopped jerking himself off.

"Are you going already, sir?" he asked timidly.

"Party's over," I told him, gesturing over to Maya, who was dead to the world.

"I thought you would be staying for the night."

"The bed seems to be a bit messy," I said, in what had to be the understatement of the year. "Plus, I have a home to go to. You guys have fun though. It's your room."

"But there is still champagne," Tanish said. "I would be happy to go get more if you would like."

"Cut the shit, pal," I snapped angrily. "You have something to say? Say it."

"I do not want to make you angry."

"You are already - the way you're going," I suggested, grabbing my boxer briefs off the floor.

"Please," Tanish said. "If I ask you something, will you promise not to hurt me?"

"No."

"Watching you was amazing, sir," Tanish said as he looked over at his passed out wife. "It was the most erotic experience of my life."

"Well, having you watching me wasn't one of mine, but Maya is a great lady and an incredible fuck. Too bad she doesn't have a man for a husband. That could have and should have been you."

"I must agree with that, although I am not physically equipped to give the pleasure you were able to give to my wife. You were also correct earlier, sir," Tanish confessed. 

"What about?"

"When you said that as I observed you defiling my wife that I would be wishing I was Maya."

"It wasn't brain surgery to figure that out," I said. "Now before you get your ass kicked, let me clue you in on something. I don't fuck guys in the ass, and I've never touched another guy's package in my life."

Tanish looked back at Maya, and then whispered something so low that I couldn't hear him. When he repeated it, I snickered at him.

"Sure," I replied. "If that's what you want."

Tanish looked like he just hit the lottery, but I held up my hand to slow him down.

"It will cost you," I told him, and when he looked at me for clarification, I did just that.

"The money," I told him. "The rest of the money you got from Maya. Take the envelope and put it in my pants pocket." 

After a minute of standing there like he was confused and could not decide, Tanish did what I knew he would do, going over to his trousers and pulling Maya's pay envelope out and bringing it over to me.

"Into the pants pocket," I told him, and when he did I set my boxer briefs down and walked over to the chair in the corner.

....



Maya's Story Ch. 08



This is the eighth chapter of Maya's story, and for those of you who have been with Maya and Erik all the way, I thank you very much.

The last chapter revealed to Maya exactly what her husband was, and when Erik left the motel room, he wasn't really sure what would happen next.

....

The store was closed the next day, as was the policy for Sunday throughout all the company's franchises, and while I would have rather been open, I suppose that I secretly welcomed the day off as sort of a forced break. Seldom did I bother going to the place on Sunday, but for some reason I did on the day after my motel experience with Maya and her husband.

To my shock, Maya was sitting on a bench just down the block, when I pulled into the parking area. She was dressed in her company shirt and next to her on the bench was the little gym bag she carried her lunch in everyday. Maya didn't see me pull in, and when I walked up to the bench, she hadn't noticed me approaching, and she jumped when I spoke.

"You're very early for work, even for you," I said with a smile. "About 24 hours early."

"I'm sorry," Maya said, sitting up straight on the bench. "I couldn't..."

"Look, why don't we get a cup of coffee," I suggested. "You must be freezing in just that shirt."

The way the dense black hairs on her forearms stood up straight gave away the fact that she was freezing in the cool morning air, and she nodded, getting up very gingerly.

The coffee shop down on the corner was the only option for us, so I started walking that way. Maya followed, and the way that she was walking -bow-legged and with some discomfort, reminded me of the night before, as if I needed to be reminded, but I slowed my gait to let her catch up.

"You seem a little sore," I noted, and was happy when that elicited a little smile from Maya.

"Very sore," she responded as we entered the coffee shop.

I ordered a coffee and a danish, and looked at Maya to see what she wanted.

"May I have a tea?" she asked meekly, and as she spoke, I heard her stomach growl.

"Why don't you get something to eat?" I suggested.

"I don't have..." Maya started to say, and I cut her off and ordered a breakfast for her.

"My treat," I said after the waitress left. "I know you don't have money."

"Tanish told me at first that you took the money from him, and you made him do - what I saw him do to you," Maya said sadly.

"I take it that you know better than that."

"I know you do not like Tanish, but I also knew that you would never do something like that," Maya said. "I told him I knew he was lying and I told him so. He then admitted that he paid for the room in the motel so that he could watch us. He also said that he gave you the rest of the money for - you know."

"He bought the champagne too," I added, as the beverages arrived.

"I told him that I had lost all respect for him, and no longer wanted anything to do with him. I took a shower and when I came back out, he was gone."

"So you stayed in the motel last night instead of going home?"

"No, I could not stay in the room. I walked back into town and sat on that bench, where you found me just now."

"All that way?" I asked, and the thought of Maya hobbling all that way with her orifices in the shape they must be in, saddened me.

"I wish you could have stayed there, or called me somehow," I said even though she had no way to do so.

"I had no money - and I didn't even know if I still had a job."

"Why wouldn't you have a job?" I asked. "You've been a wonderful employee so far."

"I thought that perhaps once you had your way with me, I would no longer interest you."

"Quite the contrary," I responded. "I find you very exciting. As for having no money..."

I reached into my pocket and took out Maya's pay envelope, which had the exact amount of money in it that it had when I first gave it to Maya the evening before. I had added the money Tanish had taken out for the room and champagne to the money he had given me for - something else.

"I - I cannot take this," Maya said as she looked inside the envelope. "It would make me feel like a - whore."

"You were a whore last night," I said gruffly. "You're done with Tanish now?"

"Yes. Forever."

"Then you're not a whore any more. You're a single woman with a job and without that albatross of a supposed husband hanging around your neck dragging you down."

"I am happy that I still have a job," Maya said, digging into the pancakes with gusto. "I was wondering if I could ask you a favor, perhaps."

"You can ask," I said. "No harm in asking anything."

"I was wondering if perhaps I could stay in the back room of the store for a while - just until I can save enough money to find a place to live."

"No," I said coldly, watching Maya's grim smile disappear. "It's against company policy."

I neglected to add that I made company policy in my store, and I had just made that rule up a second ago. The fact that she asked a question like that was encouraging to me, because it meant that she was serious about dumping Tanish.

"I understand," Maya said.

"Probably not," I replied. "I'm guessing that you don't have any clothes that aren't on your back."

Maya nodded, adding that the clothes that she did have weren't very good, and were mostly hand-me-downs from her mother.

"I had noticed. After you finish eating, we'll take care of that."

We went to the mall, where I helped Maya pick out some clothes.

"Pick out a half-dozen blouses - nothing with long sleeves," I instructed her. "Short sleeves or sleeveless only. I always want to see your arms."

Those furry limbs had fascinated me from the first moment I had laid eyes on them, and if I was going to outfit Maya, it was going to be in things I liked.

She picked out a couple of pairs of jeans, and at my insistence tried on a pair of shorts. When she emerged from the dressing room, she was clearly embarrassed to have people seeing her hairy legs, but the sight aroused me quite a bit, so I kept the shopping trip going.

"My lady friend needs some bras," I explained to the woman in the intimate apparel department. "The ones she has don't fit her right at all."

"I'd be glad to measure her," the matronly woman offered, and when I stepped back into the fitting room she made no effort to stop me.

"Take off your blouse so the woman can measure you properly," I said, and Maya reluctantly did as I asked.

"She's been wearing a 34B, but I'm guessing her to be closer to a 32A or even a double A," I said to the woman, who was startled when Maya raised her arms to allow the saleswoman to measure her, and in doing so exposed her hairy armpits. I, on the other hand, enjoyed the way Maya's nipples popped way out from the accidental grazing of the back of the woman's hand.

"Very good guess, sir. You're quite correct," the woman replied. "32A should do quite nicely."

"I cannot believe that you spent all this money on me," Maya said as we piled the bags into the car. "Please let me know how much I owe you so I can repay you."

"Consider it an investment in a good employee," I answered. "Now I'm going to show you where you're going to live."

"Tell me, Maya. You seemed so embarrassed when you came out and people could see your legs, and how hairy they are."

"Well, it is not normal for this country."

"I don't much care either way about you shaving your legs," I told Maya. "That one decision you can make on your own. The hair under your arms stays though, and so does your pussy hair."

"All right, sir."

"You seemed so shy about the woman seeing your with your blouse off."

"I am very self conscious about how small my breasts are," Maya responded.

"Have you ever been with a woman?" I asked.

"No."

"You've fantasized about it though, haven't you?"

"No," Maya replied in a cautious manner, and after she said that I swung the car over to the side of the road.

"Look," I said roughly. "I don't like liars. If you're going to give me this lying bullshit like I got from Tanish I can just leave you off here. I'll ask you again - have you ever fantasized about being with another woman?"

"Yes," Maya said softly. "I was very attracted to a schoolmate once, but she rejected my advances. I'm sorry. I thought you would not be pleased to hear that. Tanish was very upset when I discussed it with him once."

"Anything that Tanish told you is probably wrong," I informed Maya. "Women are beautiful creations, and there is nothing wrong with your curiosity. Your curiosity will be satisfied, and soon too."

I swung into my driveway, right next to the Mustang convertible, and shut the car off.

"Is this your house?" Maya asked. "Is this where I am going to stay?"

"Yes."

"This car - is this - are you married, sir?"

"Married?" I said while breaking up. "No, I'm not, and that's not something that I can ever see happening."

"Oh," Maya responded. "The other car..."

"That's Kyle's," I said as I led her up the path. "She's expecting us."

I unlocked the door and announced our arrival, while Maya looked around at the furnishings, which were likely a step up from her mother's place.

"Hi honey!"

Kyle appeared from around the corner, looking radiant as always. Her short blond hair was spiked, and she was wearing a brilliant orange caftan that flowed around her, masking her voluptuous body while making her look exotic, even though her blue eyes and blond hair made her look anything but African.

"Meet our new roommate," I said with a smile.

"Oh, you're Maya!" Kyle squealed with delight as she skipped over to a shell-shocked Maya and embraced her. "I've heard so much about you!"

"You were right, baby." Kyle said with a wink to me. "She is so cute. No wonder you come home horny all the time. And so furry too!"

"Furry all over," I added, and as Kyle ran her hands up and down Maya's arms much like I did, my cock surged in my shorts. "You would have found that out soon enough anyway."

"Can't wait!" Kyle said with a grin. "I'm in the middle of making soup, so excuse me."

"What's the matter?" I asked Maya. "You seem confused."

"I don't know," Maya said. "I was thinking that you were buying me those things because you wanted me to have sex with you. Now that I have met Kyle, I feel silly about thinking that way. She is so beautiful, and I look so very plain compared to her."

"You're both so very different, yet you both excite me a great deal, for so many reasons," I confessed. "Let me show you where you'll live, if you wish."

I brought her downstairs where I had an extra bedroom built next to the playroom. 

"This is so wonderful!" Maya said with genuine excitement in her voice, looking with wonder at the flat panel TV installed in the corner.

While it was not all that glamorous, to Maya it seemed like it, so I let her gush away. I showed her the bathroom that was just off her bedroom, and there seemed to be tears welling in her eyes as she absorbed the surroundings.

"This feels like a dream to me," Maya said.

"You're free to come and go whenever you wish," I explained to her. "You can eat anything you want and drink anything you want. The only things I insist upon is that there be no drugs in the house."

"I do not and have never," Maya said solemnly.

"Good. The other thing is, that when I ask you to do something, you do it. Just like at work. No questions asked. Do you understand that?"

"Yes."

"You have no problem with any of that?"

"No," Maya replied. "I suppose that is probably unusual for a woman in this country."

"Somewhat," I answered. "You are what's known as a submissive woman. You enjoy being told what to do and enjoy having your decisions made for you. You like the idea of other people telling you to do things to them sexually - things that excite you but are too shy to admit."

"I think you are right."

"You think that you've done of lot of strange things in the last week, but you will find that you have only scratched the surface. Should you decide to stay, you'll be subjected to a whole new world of experiences. Some you will love, others you won't like, but you will do them all. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Let's go upstairs and have lunch, and then we'll get you get settled in."

The three of us had lunch, and I was happy to see that Maya felt very comfortable with Kyle. I watched Maya all during the meal, and enjoyed the way Maya would sneak glances at Kyle whenever she thought no one was looking, and a quick wink from Kyle signalled to me that she was aware of Maya's interest.

"Kyle, Maya has had a rough last 24 hours or so," I remarked. "How about if after we clear the table, you help Maya relax? Pamper her like you do so well?"

"I'd love to!" Kyle replied. "Sound like a plan to you, Maya?"

Maya looked confused, her eyes coming to me for advice. I raised my eyebrows in a fashion that indicated it was something she might want to do, and only then did Maya nod affirmatively, her skittish nature never more evident.

"What am I supposed to do?" Maya asked when Kyle left the room for a moment.

"You are supposed to let Kyle take care of you for a little while. You seem to like Kyle, don't you?"

"Yes. She is very nice to me, and I like her very much."

"Then I suggest you go enjoy yourself."

I left Maya and headed for my den, where I poured myself a generous dram of Highland Park single malt before making my way to the master bathroom. Settling in to the soft leather chair in the corner, I sat and waited for the women to arrive.

In a few minutes, I heard footsteps approaching and soft voices before the door swung open. Maya was startled to see me sitting there, and Kyle winked as she walked past me to the bathtub 

"I'm going to draw your bath for you," Kyle announced. "Why don't you get undressed now, Maya?"

Maya watched as Kyle went over and turned on the water, squirting some bubble bath into the flow before turning around to look at Maya.

"Oh, little Maya is a shy one, isn't she?" Kyle asked, and came over to her. "Poor girl, having to get undressed in front of us like that. Here let me help you."

Kyle pulled Maya's company shirt off of her, and Maya got all nervous and twitchy, as was her custom. Kyle tossed the shirt aside and went behind Maya to unhook her bra.

"I want that harness tossed after it comes off," I directed Kyle, who looked at it and smiled as she saw the sunken cups. "We got her some new ones."

"Will do," Kyle answered, as she pulled the bra off of Maya, who replaced the cups with her hands.

"Cold, honey?" Kyle asked, and got a grim smile in response.

"She's ashamed about the size of her breasts," I informed Kyle, who nodded. "She's very small up top."

"No reason to be that way, Maya. Let me see," Kyle said, and she proceeded to pull Maya's hands down.

"Oh, you're so cute," Kyle gushed, standing back and looking at the little globes. "You're a little doll, you are. And those nipples are amazing! Just beautiful."

"Told you," I said to Maya, who kept her grim smile on."

"Maybe there would be something that could be done to get them a little fuller?" Kyle said, her voice trailing away as I shook my head no.

"I like the size of them just fine, and we are both crazy about the nipples," I said.

"They were made with clamps in mind," Kyle quipped, and then undid Maya's belt before helping Maya off with her slacks. Kyle let out a low whistle when she got them off.

"Now those are some furry legs," Kyle said. "So we're going to give you a nice bath, and then what, honey?"

"Sir?" Maya asked, looking over to me for guidance.

"I already explained that to Maya," I directed at Kyle, who looked to Maya for advice.

"Sir said that I must not remove the hair under my arms or between my legs," Maya said resolutely.

"Sir?" Kyle said, looking over at me, and I I smiled back. That was something Maya did on here own. She knew my name and she was free to use it, but I have to admit to liking the "Sir" moniker.

"Not even a trim on the bush?" Kyle asked as she got the panties down and eyeballed the wild jungle between her legs.

"That would not please Sir," Maya said, ending the subject. "My legs, he said that if I wanted to have the hair removed from them, I could. I think I would like to do that."

"Okay then," Kyle said, walking Maya over to the tub and helping her step in. "How's the temperature, Maya?

"Very nice," Maya said. 

Maya's smile was never bigger as she looked at the bubbles that surrounded her, seeming almost child-like as she scooped up some of the bubbles in her palm.

"I'll need a razor," Kyle said, adding an "s" to that as she passed me on the way out to the linen closet.

"Having fun?" I asked Maya.

"Very much, Sir," she said. "I feel just like a Queen, and Kyle is so very nice."

"I'll remember you said that," I said, duly noting it and chuckling to myself as I tried to think what she will be saying in the future when Kyle has her strung up in the basement and is using every gadget and pain-inducing device imaginable on her.

"Kyle is so very nice" was nothing that I recall ever saying while she was raking my back with a crop or tying my balls in knots either. This model of Kyle was designed to relax and soothe Maya, and was not a permanent part of her persona, which was just the way I liked it.

"Here we are!" Kyle announced, returning with a package of disposable razors. "Now how high do you want Maya shaved?"

"You can go all the way up her thighs," I told Kyle. "Just stay away from that bush."

"Not even a little trim?" Kyle asked, and my answer was a shake of my head. "Okay then, better get started."

"Oh, I can do that," Maya said as Kyle came over to the side of the tub.

"No," I told Maya. "Kyle will shave your legs."

"I'd better take this off," Kyle said, referring to her caftan and looking at me. "Okay?"

"Absolutely!" I agreed. "Make yourself comfortable, as long as you're decent underneath."

"I'm wearing something, but I don't know whether decent is the right word for it," Kyle snickered as she stood next to the tub and unbuttoned the long, flowing caftan, while I watched for Maya's reaction.



Maya's Story Ch. 09



Maya's pampering becomes more intimate, and she gets to experience the joys of another woman.

Lesbian, and voyeur content.

....

As Kyle unbuttoned and then removed the garment that had been covering all of her from neck to ankles, I watched Maya's expression, complete with a gasp that I could well appreciate, because it would be tough to not have some kind of reaction upon seeing Kyle for the first time.

Under the caftan, Kyle was wearing a turquoise camisole that was so skimpy that she might as well have been naked. Her massive breasts were hanging out of the top and the sides, and made the garment even shorter than it was designed to be. Her pussy and ass were both fully exposed, and I watched Maya try and make up her mind what to look at first, and then try not to look at anything.

"Like my camisole, Maya?" Kyle asked, and Maya nodded while playing with the rapidly diminishing bubbles around her.

"You're so cute," Kyle said with a giggle, kneeling down next to the tub and grabbing a loofah from the shelf. "You can look at me, Maya. I don't mind. Just the opposite. I like to be looked at."

Maya smiled nervously and glanced back over at Kyle, while the blond amazon leaned down and soaped her neck and back. Maya's eyes drifted down as Kyle attended to Maya's back, and locked on to the pendulous breasts as they swayed under the silk with Kyle's every movement.

"What do you think of Kyle?" I asked Maya while I enjoyed Kyle soaping her shoulders and arms.

"She is very nice. I like her," Maya said shyly, raising her arm and smiling as Kyle rubbed soap in her furry armpits.

"Ticklish or sensitive under your arms?" Kyle asked as she scrubbed, and Maya shrugged her shoulders in response.

"You sure do have a lot of armpit hair," Kyle observed. "Looks sexy on you, Maya."

"Thank you," Maya answered politely. "It pleases Sir very much."

"Really?," Kyle asked with a glance toward me. "How does it please him?"

"It's okay, Maya," I told her, after the little woman said nothing and looked in my direction for help. "You can tell Kyle anything, and you should answer any of her questions just as you would mine."

Maya nodded, and I was happy that she had been so tight-lipped about our activities, but I had no real secrets from Kyle and enjoyed sharing things with her.

"Sir said when he first met me that he found the hair on my arms sexy, and then when he found out that I did not shave under my arms, he showed me much affection there," Maya said, and looked a little concerned that Kyle might be jealous or something.

"Kyle and I share everything, Maya," I assured her.

"Tell me about the affection, Maya," Kyle persisted.

"Sir - he stroked the hair and then he ran his fingers through it."

"Like this?" Kyle asked, lifting Maya's arm and raking her fingernails through her lathered, hairy pit, and Maya shivered as she did.

"Yes, and then he licked my armpits the next time."

"Ooh! That sounds hot!" Kyle said. "Maybe I'll try that later tonight. Erik likes to lick my pits too, but I suppose mine are kind of boring compared to yours. See?"

Kyle lifted her arms, showing Maya her moist and smooth armpits, which she probably got waxed every other day judging by the way it always looked.

"Your underarms are very beautiful," Maya said shyly. "I noticed before that you do not have hair - anywhere."

"You sly devil!" Kyle said, shaking her finger at an embarrassed Maya. "You were looking after all, and you saw my pussy."

Kyle stood up and gave Maya another longer, and closer look at her hairless delta, the raised mound forming a smooth channel.

"Did you not ever have the hairs grow down there?" Maya asked innocently.

"Oh sure, but I get it waxed. All of it. Pits, legs and pussy. Think you'd like to have that done, Maya?" Kyle asked.

"Oh no," Maya said in shock. "Sir would not like that."

"How about you, though?" Kyle asked. "You don't think you would like to have a hairless pussy like mine?"

Kyle ran her hand over her smooth mound before kneeling down next to Maya again.

"No, I think I like me the way I am," Maya said somewhat proudly, and stood up a little straighter as Kyle's soapy hand washed her titties. "I would never be as beautiful as you are no matter what I did, and as I am now, at least I know that my appearance pleases Sir."

"You do, Maya," I said in reinforcing her comments. "I think you are both incredibly sexy."

"Well, I guess we'll keep this the way it is," Kyle said, and as her hand plunged deeper into the water, I could guess what Kyle meant when she said "this".

Maya's reaction; slinking a little bit down in the tub as she moaned, made it obvious that Kyle was playing with her pussy, and her eyes widened as Kyle's arm worked a little faster.

"Tell me more," Kyle asked. "Tell me what's so great about Erik. Tell me what he has done to you, and you to him."

Maya looked at me before speaking, and she seemed to be trying to thrust herself into Kyle's hand as it worked underwater, and just as I expected, Kyle's hand slowed in response.

"He has done - everything to me," Maya finally said.

"That's not much of a description," Kyle answered. "Tell me what you two have be doing."

"He had me pleasure him with my hand first," Maya explained. "Then the next night, he had me bring him to orgasm under my arm."

"What?" Kyle asked.

"You know, you place the man's penis under your arm, like this," Maya explained, demonstrating in a professorial manner. "Then you press your arm down to make it tight around him, so he can get pleasure."

"Well," Kyle said, looking back at me in mock-awe, "I'm learning about a lot of different stuff here today. And this made Erik cum?"

"Oh my yes!" Maya said, and she even giggled at her own enthusiastic reply. "The next night, he had me take him into my mouth while my husband watched outside the store."

"Did he cum in your mouth?" Kyle asked, and Maya nodded. "Did you take him deep into your mouth - down your throat?"

"No," Maya said. "I don't think that I do that very well," Maya admitted. "I cannot get enough of him into my mouth, because he is so large."

"Maybe that's something that we can work on with you," Kyle mused, and that prospect got my interest piqued, because when it comes to sucking cock and deep-throating, Kyle has no peer, and that was what brought us together in the first place.

"I would like that very much," Maya said, still moving her hips in the tub. "I think that would please Sir very much."

"Oh, that's for sure," Kyle agreed. "Then what else did you two do?"

"Two nights ago, I was hoping that we would be having sex, but instead, Sir just rubbed his manhood along my opening. He kept rubbing himself into me, and it kept feeling better and better for me, and at the end, he made me so crazy I don't know what happened."

"She squirted," I interjected, knowing how that would excite Kyle. "Like Old Faithful."

"Omigod!" Kyle said, bending over a little bit and clenching her thighs together, before confiding to Maya, "I am so wet."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Maya said. moving her arm off the rim of the tub, mistakenly thinking she had been splashing water on Kyle.

"You are so adorable!" Kyle giggled, enjoying Maya's innocence. "No, I meant my pussy was wet. You know, how you get when you get really horny?"

"Yes," Maya smiled. "I have felt like that all the time lately - ever since I met Sir." 

"Aw shucks!" Kyle exclaimed as Maya kept putting me on a pedestal. 

"Then last night, we did everything," Maya concluded. "He put himself inside me for the first time, and I could not believe it. I had so many orgasms that I lost count. He put me in every position imaginable, and even walked around the room while still inside me."

"Sounds like you enjoyed it."

"Yes, even though my husband was there watching."

"Oh, he's a cuckold?" Kyle asked, and of course Maya had no idea what that meant so I helped her out.

"He was that and more," I told Kyle.

"So you liked Erik fucking you?"

"More than anything. He lasted so long that after what seemed like hours, I finally had to tell him that I could not take it any longer."

"He does go on and on," Kyle commiserated.

"That was when he did the other thing." Maya said.

"Huh - what other thing?" Kyle asked.

"That was when he put his penis in my bottom."

"He fucked you in the ASS?" Kyle exclaimed loudly. 

"Yes," Maya said calmly.

"Why did you let him do that?"

"Because he wanted to."

"Stand up Maya," Kyle insisted, and after Maya got up in the tub, she had her turn around and bend over, and so I got to watch Kyle inspect Maya's hairy asshole, and got to hear her cry out when she put a finger into her.

"I guess you'll survive," doctor Kyle surmised after her visual and digital exam, and while Maya was up Kyle took the opportunity to take the hand sprayer and hose off Maya's soapy body. "Don't you dare tell me you liked him sticking that log of his up your ass!"

"It was fine," Maya said, turning around to let the spray get the rest of her.

"It had to hurt like hell," Kyle concluded.

"Yes, it hurt, but it hurt in a good way," Maya explained. "Besides, it gave Sir great pleasure, and I also had an orgasm."

"That's what counts," Kyle conceded. "Now why don't you sit on the end of the tub so I can shave your legs."

Kyle had a can of shave gel and a package of women's disposable razors, and she looked at Maya's legs while shaking her head.

"I'd love to bring you to my spa to get waxed," Kyle said. "My girl would die."

Kyle positioned herself next to Maya, and after squirting out a big wad of gel, began working it into her furry right leg. The gel became foam, and soon the foam extended up to her knee. Taking out a razor, Kyle began at her ankle and slid the sharp blade up Maya's calf.

"Maya, you have the hairiest legs I've ever seen or anybody," Kyle exclaimed as she swished the razor in the bath water and went back for another trip up Maya's leg.

"I know what I must look like to you," Maya said softly.

"Well, you're going to look awesome when I get done here," Kyle said, and Maya giggled as the razor smoothed some more skin. "Haven't you ever shaved your legs before?"

"Yes, I did when Tanish said that he wanted me to look like the American girls, but then I stopped because then he said I looked like a boy without hair."

"With those titties, and these amazing nipples?" Kyle asked, pausing in her shaving to reach up and cup Maya's breast. "You don't look like any boy I ever met. He must be an idiot."

"He was an idiot," Maya corrected her. "In my mind he no longer exists. I am Sir's now for as long as he wants me."

I smiled with satisfaction as I watched my protege assert her independence from her pathetic former master, and the devotion she was showing me. That combination was almost as stimulating as watching Kyle continue to knead Maya's little globe, and judging by Maya's expression, she was liking it too.

"Do you like me playing with your breasts, Maya?" Kyle asked, and Maya had a dreamy look on her face as she nodded.

"Yes. Your touch is so much different than Sir's - not better, but different," Maya said quickly. 

"Haven't you ever been with another woman?" Kyle asked.

"No, but I have been told that is something I should do, and that it would be alright."

"Is that right?" Kyle said, glancing back at me and winking. "Is that something you would want to do, or something you would do just because you were told to?"

"I would prefer to do it with someone I am attracted to," Maya admitted. "Someone, very nice and very beautiful. Someone - maybe like you."

"Me?" Kyle asked as if surprised. "You would want me to be your first woman?"

Maya nodded, her eyes fixated on the camisole and the massive breasts that strained to escape the skimpy garment.

"I feel your nipples getting even bigger," Kyle said. "They're incredibly large. Have you ever had anything attached to them - to abuse them or stimulate them?"

Maya was startled, her head jerking up at the question, and she seemed to be lost for an answer. She looked to me for advice, but the look I gave her left no doubt that she was on her own, but I was also listening intently for the answer.

"Yes," Maya said. "When I was younger. A friend of my father's did bad things to them - my breasts and nipples. He did what Sir did to me in his store room - suspended me in the air and did things to them and me."

"Did you like that - the things the man did to you?" Kyle asked, resuming her shaving.

"Yes," Maya whispered, looking at me. "I did."



Maya's Story Ch. 10



Lesbian and voyeur content.

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As Maya told Kyle of her experiences with her father's friend - of being bound and suspended, and of having things done to her nipples, I found myself getting aroused by these new aspects of Maya's life. How much more was hiding underneath that meek and placid exterior, I wondered?

Kyle had finished shaving Maya's legs, all the way from her ankles right up to her crotch, which was left in the same gloriously hairy condition in which it had started. The now-smooth thighs and legs now made that pussy look even hairier, if that's possible, and I loved the way Kyle left the hair on the inside of Maya's thighs, so that it would still peek out of the sides of her panties.

The shaving helped reveal that Maya had very shapely legs, which was something that the profuse hair growth might have hidden a little, and now the tiny and curvy bronze limbs gave even more evidence of how petite a woman Maya was.

Kyle helped Maya out of the bath, and dried her in the middle of the room. Maya was obviously more comfortable with Kyle now, and after Kyle dried Maya's off - doing a wonderful job on fluffing up the hair under her arms and between her legs, she led Maya into the basement. 

We went into an addition that I had built onto the other side of the basement, opposite from what would now be Maya's room. I turned the lights on very dimly, hiding some of the various toys that lined the walls, while spotlighting the bed in the center of the room.

Kyle led Maya to the bed and had her lie on her stomach in the middle of the water bed. Kyle stood on the side of the bed and shook a bottle of massage oil - mango - from the whiff that filled the air when she opened the bottle, as Maya looked up.

"Are those for me?" Maya asked, nodding up towards the handcuffs that were dangling from the ceiling support.

"No, not tonight," Kyle answered. "This is for you."

Kyle came over toward Maya and stood next to her head. Still wearing the camisole but naked below the waist, Kyle ran her slick hand up and down her raised mound, oiling the hairless pussy that had already been glistening wet as it was. Maya's eyes stared at the woman's sex, just a foot or so from her face, and seemed ready to reach over, but Kyle moved backward and climbed onto the bed.

Maya, who was on her stomach, looked smaller than ever as Kyle climbed on top of her, straddling ass pert brown butt with her thighs. Kyle had put on a couple of pounds since turning 30, but she was still an impressive sight, and dwarfed the petite bronze body beneath her.

Kyle dripped some oil on Maya's back and began sensuously rubbing it into her. Maya moaned softly as Kyle expertly kneaded her shoulders and back, and I took the opportunity to move up to the head of the bed, kneeling down for a closer look while unbuckling and dropping my trousers in the process. 

Maya's eyes had a glazed look on them as Kyle worked her way down. I saw Maya's mouth open in shock, and a glance in that direction showed that Kyle was at Maya's ass, spreading her cheeks and working her oiled fingers into her sore anus, but doing so in a way that seemed to soothe Maya. Feeling my boxers get very crowded, I worked my way out of them quietly as well.

After going all the way down her freshly shaved legs, Kyle nodded to me, and I told Maya to roll over, helping her as she did. Now on her back, Kyle walked up the bed on her knees, still straddling Maya. As she reached Maya's crotch with her own, I gasped as loudly as Maya did when Kyle's smooth mound reached Maya's furry delta.

If Maya was moved by that contact, and I was breathing heavier as well, then what it did to Kyle was beyond belief. Kyle ground her pussy into Maya's, and the sight of that bald channel being raked over by that woolly jungle - as magnificent as it was, must have paled in comparison to how it felt, because Kyle's eyes were rolling back in her head as she moved.

The sight of Kyle undulating on top of Maya, her breasts swaying under that camisole, was too much for Maya. Her arms came up toward Kyle, her little brown hands reaching up to cup Kyle tits as they rolled around lazily.

Just as her hands neared their target, I leaned over and grabbed Maya's arms and pulled them down, pinning her hands back over her head, where I held them. Kyle smiled at this, and with a slowness that was hypnotizing, let her hands go down to the bottom of her camisole and lift it upwards.

As Kyle finally pulled the flimsy top off, I felt Maya's body shudder as she saw Kyle's body fully bared. Her massive, bell-shaped breasts were still an incredible sight to me even though I had seen them hundreds of times, and Maya's reaction was no different than mine had been when I first saw them.

Kyle cupped her own jugs as she looked down at Maya, who was trying to get her hands free and wiggling around. Kyle, who was well aware of the effect she had on people, licked her lips as she looked down at the defenseless Maya, and after letting go of her own breasts, grabbed the bottle of oil and sprinkled it on Maya's chest.

Maya's breasts, reduced to tiny swells with her body stretched out like this, were heaving as the oil struck them. Her nipples, still so prominent, looked like they were throbbing when Kyle's hands reached them.

Kneading and squeezing them roughly while still grinding their pussies together, Kyle was relentless in her mauling of Maya's titties, and for Maya's part, she was squirming wildly as I tried to hold down her oiled wrists. The hair was slicked down on Maya's forearms with the oil, and I was happy to see that the only part of Maya's body not glistening with oil were her armpits. The thick tufts of hair had but a faint mist of perspiration on them but were oil-free, which was intentional on Kyle's part.

Leaning forward, Kyle ran her hands up Maya's arms from the biceps to her wrists, where our hands touched. Kyle winked at me as she slid back, her dangling jugs inches away from Maya's face and her opened mouth. Smiling as she saw Maya's attempt to suck on her tits, she leaned back forward a little and ran her fingers through Maya's armpits, her pale white digits like rakes through the thick jungles.

Then, to my total surprise, Kyle bowed her head and lowered her face into Maya's armpit, letting me see her wagging tongue seconds before her mouth disappeared into the dense clump of fur.

I was so stunned for a second that I could not move, but when I finally did, I removed one of my hands from Maya's wrists, trusting my remaining hand to hold her down. My cock was so hard and hot that when I grabbed it, I knew that I was going to lose it rather fast, but the sight was so erotic I was helpless to resist stroking it slow and hard. 

Kyle's face had emerged from Maya's underarm, and she looked at me with a smug look of satisfaction as her eyes peeked up at me over the tuft of hair. She knew what I was doing to myself, and she was enjoying making me crazy like this, so it was so surprise when she licked her way across Maya's titties and buried her face in her other armpit.

It was all too much for me to take; Kyle's chewing and sucking on Maya's armpit, Maya's writhing and moaning, the sight of Kyle's huge jugs rubbing over Maya's nipples, all combined to make me let out a groan of my own, as I ejaculated all over the floor. 

Kyle heard my grunt, and the look on my face while I came was one she was well familiar with, and her eyes twinkled as she watched me make what felt like a rather large mess on the rug.

I let go of Maya's wrists and wiped my brow before finally taking off my sweat drenched shirt, but never taking my eyes off of Kyle and Maya. Kyle had resumed her kneeling position over Maya, their pussies still rubbing, and now with Maya's hands free, Kyle reached down and took them, bringing them up to her breasts and helping her squeeze them.

Maya whimpered as her palms cupped Kyle's tits, the little bronze hands looking even tinier as they struggled to hold onto Kyle's gigantic jugs. Kyle was loving it, and bent over a little to let her play some more. Kyle's nipples were pretty big, but not as big as Maya's, and as Kyle swung her tits down she let their nipples rub into each other's.

"Suck them, baby," Kyle said, and with no further prompting needed, both of Maya's hands cupped Kyle's left tit and bought it to her mouth, sucking on it as eagerly as a newborn while Kyle's eyes glazed.

After letting Maya suck on her right one for a time as well, Kyle slid down the length of Maya, licking her way down Maya's sweaty torso before reaching her pussy. Looking up at both of us, Kyle parted Maya's thighs and buried her face in that steamy jungle of hair that surrounded her sex.

By the jolt that seemed to go through Maya's body, Kyle had no problem finding what she was looking for, and now Maya was writhing and squirming intensely. I climbed up so that I was kneeling by Maya's head, and while I was tempted to drop my cock into her mouth, I opted to stay as much out of it as possible, just kissing Maya's forehead and brushing a stray hair from her face.

Maya's eyes met mine, but I don't even know if she could see me, as she seemed to be in a world of her own, and as she became more animated and more loud - clutching and grabbing at the bedding - my eyes traveled down between her legs.

Kyle's spiked blond hair was about all that was visible, as the rest of her face was buried in the woolly jungle while she went down on Maya like an animal. Kyle's head was jerking around savagely as she lapped that pussy, her pale arms wrapped underneath Maya's ass and holding onto her hips, and she seemed to be unaware of me as well.

When Maya came, as I was already aware, there was no hiding it. Her body lurched and bucked on the bed, arms and legs flailing madly, and only the whites of her eyes showing.

Suddenly, Maya's upper half jerked upward like she was yanked up by strings, and she reached down and grabbed the back of Kyle's head while screaming. It almost appeared as if she was trying to stick Kyle's head inside of her for a second, until Maya's body finally relaxed, and she released the grip she had on Kyle's head and let herself fall back onto the bed.

Kyle's face finally emerged from Maya's furry delta, looking flushed and wet, and with a bit of a dazed expression on her face as well. She looked at me with a wry little smile, shaking her head as if to say she didn't quite believe it herself.

"I think Maya came," Kyle whispered to me as she moved up to join us.

"You might have killed her," I added, reaching up to pluck a couple of Maya's stray pussy hairs from Kyle's cheeks.

"No," Maya said weakly.

The voice startled us, and when I looked over, Maya might have been down, but not out. Maya was alive, and more importantly, was not done, and while it took a second for Kyle to figure out what Maya was trying to do as she pulled her over to her, Kyle finally caught on.

Maya wiggled a little bit closer to Kyle, exposing the gigantic wet spot that she had been lying on top of, and Kyle did the rest as she lifted her leg up so that she was now straddling Maya's face. Maya's tongue ran up the smooth channel a few times, Kyle's labia wiggling and flapping slightly as she licked.

It didn't take long for Maya to figure out what to do, and now her nose and mouth were inside Kyle's fold while her hands held onto Kyle's ass cheeks. Kyle began grinding herself into Maya's face - almost directing her to the right places, and soon Maya had found her own way, and Kyle was the one writhing and wiggling.

Kyle's hands were mauling her own tits, yanking and squeezing the big jugs as they rolled lazily back and forth with her movements. I felt like an intruder as I watched this incredibly erotic scene, but there was no way I was going to leave, and I found myself mesmerized by Maya's determined look as she sucked Kyle's pussy with enthusiasm.

Kyle was no shrinking violet when she came, so Maya knew it when she orgasmed, and after Kyle came she fell off to Maya's side. Maya quickly rolled over to look at her, hoping for a sign of approval, and as Kyle put her arms around Maya, she returned the embrace and they squeezed each other for the longest time, their bronze and ivory colored bodies completely intertwined.

After a few minutes I climbed off of the side of the bed I had been sitting on and went over to the other side, when the women had ended up. I looked down at them, still hugging and smiling at each other, and cleared my throat.

"Remember me?" I asked, and they both giggled a little.

"Vaguely," Kyle said, rolling backward so her face was looking up, the back of her head off the edge of the bed. "You're the one with the dick - dead dick, from the looks of it."

"Doesn't have to stay that way," I suggested, wiggling my flaccid member before bringing it to Kyle's face.

As I had hoped, Kyle's mouth opened wide, and as I dropped the head of my cock into her waiting orifice, I bent my knees and Kyle let my cock slide into her mouth and down her throat. Maya gasped as I kept sliding my tool further and further down her throat while Kyle simply let it go.

After she got down to the base of the shaft, with my nuts resting on Kyle's forehead, I started to rise up again while Kyle sucked on it, making it a longer and even more pleasurable return trip. After a couple more squat thrusts into Kyle's throat, she looked over at Maya, who looked stunned.

"How - how could you do that?" Maya exclaimed. "How could you take all of Sir's huge penis into your mouth like that and not choke?" 

"It's easy," Kyle assured her, and tilted her head back for another round. 

"It's something Kyle's going to teach you," I said just before dipping my glistening spear in again.

Maya nodded, watching me sink my cock down Kyle's throat, studiously observing the movements in Kyle's neck as I slid down.

"I want to learn," Maya said softly, her eyes twinkling as she studied. 



Maya's Story Ch. 11



In this installment, Erik repays an favor from an old friend, and Maya's world expands once again.

Group sex (MFM) and fetish content.

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"Erik, my man!" my old friend Steve bellowed to me as he came toward the counter of my store and shook my hand enthusiastically.

Old friend might have been a bit of an overstatement, but we had known each other for a while, and we always got along pretty well, which is quite an accomplishment when you consider that I had taken his girl away from him.

Taken might not have been the right word for it, but he had been seeing Kyle a few years ago when he suggested a threesome, and now Kyle was with me now. They had been about done when I entered their world anyway, so there were no real hard feelings about it.

Steve was a member of the gym that I had joined, and we had become friendly over the course of time. Steve was very athletic and almost at tall as my 6'5", but weighed a lot less, and after talking with him for a while, found out he was as constantly horny as I was.

"This girl I've been seeing - Kyle is her name." Steve mentioned one day in passing. "She's unbelievable. She gives the most incredible head that I've ever had, and she gobbles right down to my balls."

I had been in the showers with Steve several times at the gym, and while I never spent a whole lot of time checking out the other guys and their packages, I admit to glancing around. We all do - admit it. Human nature to at least peek one time.

From my peek, I had noticed that Steve was a well hung guy, and I could tell that he had taken a glance at me too because he continued the conversation about Kyle.

"Ever have somebody go down on you all the way?" he asked quietly, and when I said no, he continued.

"Didn't think so - not without that elephant trunk you're lugging around. You should let Kyle have a go at your stuff," he suggested, and when I told him that I didn't think that his girl would appreciate having me stick my cock in her face, not to mention the fact that I didn't want to get in the middle of a relationship, he put me at ease.

"We're not real serious about each other," Steve said. "We're just fuck buddies. She's too much of a girly-girl for me. I like them a little rough around the edges. She's all tits and polish, but she's a real sword swallower. I don't know how you feel about this kind of stuff, but I know she would love to get fucked by both of us together."

That was how we got started, Kyle and me. We had our threesome, and after a while Kyle became my girl. Steve was wrong about the girly-girl part, as I found out when she confided her fantasies, and after I told her that I was up for it, we were stuck with each other.

Now that Maya had been with me for a time, I decided that she might like to have her horizons expanded once again, and when I made that decision I immediately thought of Steve, and the type of girls he had said turned him on.

"Rough looking chicks. You know, like women with tattoos, muscles, hairy girls - especially hairy women. Damn, give me a woman with a big bush and hair anywhere - everywhere, and I'm in heaven. Hard to find these days."

Indeed they were, and so when this idea came to me, I thought of Steve right away and for the heck of it, called him up. After some idle chat, I told him the reason for the call, asking him if he wanted to do a threesome with another girl, with me providing the female this time. He sounded suspicious, and said so.

"You trying to dump this girl on me - like I did to you with Kyle?" Steve asked.

"You didn't dump her, she ended up with me, and no, I'm not dumping Maya. She would never leave me, and that's why I'm confident enough to offer you this chance," I explained.

"Tell me about her," Steve said. "Why would I be interested in her?"

"She's in her early 30's, and is from India and is very shy and reserved."

"Go on."

"She's about 5 foot tall, and can't even weigh 100 pounds drenched with cum. She's got bronze colored skin, smoky dark brown eyes and coal black hair, and little titties that aren't much bigger than lemons but have enormous nipples on them."

"I suppose she sounds cute enough, but nothing spectacular," Steve mused. "Why is this Maya someone I would be interested in?"

"Because I remember you telling me what kind of women turn you on," I reminded him. "Unless your tastes have changed."

"Me change? Never! I've been seeing this girl that works at Spitzie's - you know - the motorcycle shop. She's got ink from neck to ankles, and she's so hot. Doesn't sound like your girl is the tattoo type though."

"Correct."

"I guess the muscles are out, after your description, so that would leave only on thing. Is she hairy?"

"Come by the store and see her," I suggested.

"She's hairy! Damn. Tell me about her. Describe her."

"Just stop by. If you don't care for her, just say hi and walk away. Buy something, because I can use the business, but you're under no obligation," I assured him. "I'm not bored with her yet by a long shot, but just thought she would enjoy the experience."

"She's pretty much up for anything?"

"Anything I tell her to do," I said. "No animals and no children, but outside of that, the word no does not exist."

"How do you come up with these women?" he asked incredulously. "I'll stop by Saturday night."

That was how Steve ended up in my store around an hour before I closed. Maya was in the back room when Steve arrived, and after a minute of chit-chat, Steve was getting anxious.

"If you're trying to build up the suspense, it's not necessary," Steve advised me.

"She'll be out in a second."

Sure enough, as if on cue, Maya came out of the back room with a couple of rolls of register tape, and when she saw Steve at the counter, assumed he was a customer and hustled over. Ah, what a pleasure it is to have good help.

"I'm sorry Sir," Maya said to me, knowing that I would rather not run the register, and then addressed Steve. "I hope I have not kept you waiting, sir. How may I serve you?"

"That's all right, Maya. This is a friend of Mine. Maya, this is Steve. Steve - Maya."

Maya held out her tiny brown hand and said hello, but Steve was gawking at her arms and could only stutter a greeting in response. Wearing the smaller company shirt I had gotten her, her perky little tits were now more visible, and the sleeves rode up higher on her as well, exposing more of the downy beauty of her arms.

"I've got some things to do in the back, so I'll let Maya take care of you," I said, and hopped back into the store room.

When I emerged ten minutes later, Maya was still showing Steve some merchandise, and I couldn't help but notice that my pal was flushed and sweating like a schoolboy. I let Maya continue with him, and was very pleased to see that by the time she had finished she had managed to make quite a sale.

"Damn, Steve said after he had cashed out. "If you didn't come out I would have bankrupted myself buying everything she showed me."

"She's a very effective salesperson," I noted. "I would ask what you thought of her, but I think I can guess."

"She's incredible!" Steve gushed, looking around to make sure that Maya was out of hearing range. "I love those little Sarah Silverman-like sideburns, and her arms are so hairy that I couldn't make up my mind whether I wanted to touch them or kiss them."

"I know the feeling," I admitted, having been there and done exactly that the first time we had met.

"The best part was when she reached up to the top shelf, and her sleeve slid up a little bit, and all of a sudden I see this big spray of hair peeking out!" he exclaimed excitedly. "I swear to you I was this close to cumming just standing there staring at it!"

"Looks like you already did," I noted, pointing at the big damp spot in the front of his trousers, and after he glanced down he dropped the bag to hide the evidence.

"Damn! Hope she didn't see that," Steve said in embarrassment. "So, when can we do this?"

"She meets your approval?" I asked with a salacious grin, and after Steve rolled his eyes I pretended to think about it.

"Next month okay?" I suggested, and after Steve made a pained face, I reconsidered.

"We close at 6 and we'll be home around 7," I said. "Unless you'd rather make it another night."

Steve obviously didn't want to make it another night, and jumped at the chance.

"Still live in the same place?" Steve asked, and after I nodded he left, promising to be at my house after he changed pants.

"My friend Steve," I mentioned to Maya as we drove home. "What did you think of him?"

"He was a very nice man," Maya said. "He was very funny too. He made me laugh many times, just as you do when you make jokes."

"Just like me, he finds you very attractive," I told her, and she nodded.

"I noticed him looking at my arms a great deal," Maya said. "I think he also saw the hair under my arms when I reached up to get something down."

"That's right," I said, somewhat surprised that she would catch something like that, and when I mentioned that very thing to her, she had an insightful answer.

"I thought that he was asking for things that would let him look under my sleeves when I reached up."

"I suspect you're quite right about that," I agreed. "How did that make you feel?"

"It excited me, because he was looking at me like you do - not to make fun, but because he found it erotic, and since you had introduced him as your friend, I thought that it would be alright. Was it?"

"Yes it was," I confirmed. "You are a very intelligent woman, do you know that?"

"I am learning."

"Perhaps you are perceptive enough to know what is going to happen tonight then?"

"Your friend Steve is going to come to your house?"

"Amazing," I said, as I got off at my exit and headed for home. "How did in the world did you know that?"

"I overheard your friend. He was talking very loudly," Maya correctly noted.

"Let's see if you have all the answers then," I said, testing her one last time. "What's going to happen tonight?"

"Whatever you wish to happen, Sir." Maya responded, giving her a perfect score.

Steve showed that he was not overanxious, arriving at 7:01, and came with a couple bottles of wine and new pants on.

"No Kyle?" Steve asked as I poured us some of the Merlot.

"She's out of town this week," I informed him. 

"Just as well," Steve said, never having felt comfortable when the 3 of us found ourselves together. "Where's Maya?"

"Taking a shower,"

"Does she need help?" Steve kidded. 

"She'll call us if she needs us."

"I guess the fact that she turns me on is pretty obvious," Steve admitted.

"She figured it out."

"Want to give me any more hints about what she's like?"

"You're going to find out soon enough," I told him.

"Yeah, but talking about it with somebody else that gets off on it is fun too. Is she hairy all over?"

"She used to be, but we shaved her legs last week."

"We?"

"Well, Kyle did."

"You're kidding me! Oh man, what would I have given to see that."

"Oh, it was something to remember," I admitted, as I heard Maya's tiny feet padding down the stairs. "At least now I'm back to having the hairiest legs in the house."

"And here she is," Steve said softly, and then under his breath, whispered, "Wow."

Maya did look stunning, in her own way. Dressed in a lacy white top with short sleeves, her rich bronze skin stood out even more, and the short white skirt showcased her legs, which proved to be very shapely once the thick coating of hair was removed so that their curves were more clearly defined.

Her chocolate brown areolas were clearly visible through the sheer material, and the thick pegs of her nipples threatened to tear the fabric that they strained against.

"You look very nice," I commented, and handed Maya a glass of wine.

Maya smiled and sipped her drink, nervous just like always when faced with a new situation, although the way she was being leered at by the two of us, and Steve in particular, she had every right to be a bit tense. The fact that we were both about a foot and a half taller than Maya only added to her intimidation, in my mind.

To make things more interesting for my friend, I put my arm around Maya and slowly let my hand slide down Maya's shoulder. I could feel the hairs tickling my fingers, and as I watched the expression on Steve's face, I knew that what he was seeing was a erotic to him as it was for me. The way that Maya's skin formed goose bumps and the hairs stood up straight in the wake of my touch, only made it more erotic.

"Erik is doing his best to drive me crazy," Steve said, and I chuckled in response. "He's quite a guy."

"He is the most incredible man I have ever met," Maya said solemnly.

"Did Erik tell you what I had in mind?" Steve asked.

"Yes."

"Have you ever done anything like this before?" Steve inquired, and I noticed that her fingers were trembling as he held the glass. "Being with two other people?"

Maya looked to me for permission to answer, and when I nodded approval, Maya said, "I have been with Sir and Kyle, but that is the only time."

"You and Kyle - that must have been something to see," Steve said with a whistle.

"Maybe we should go get a little more comfortable," I suggested, and led everyone into the big bedroom.

"As much as I love this blouse," I announced while I stood behind Maya, with the backs of my legs against the bed.

Kissing Maya on the top of the head, my hands came down and unbuttoned the row of buttons hidden under the lace panel. Steve's eyes were watching every move I made, and as I looked at Steve, I saw a look of concern cover his face.

"Don't be scared, Maya," he said, reaching over and touching her cheek and then looking over her head to me and mouthing the words, "She's scared."

"You're okay, right Maya?" I asked, looking down at my little treasure, who nodded while biting her lower lip.

I thought it strange that Maya would be acting that way, and that was the first time that it crossed my mind that it may have been precisely that. Acting. Could she have been pretending to be this timid and meek submissive woman? If not completely, than perhaps exaggerating her feelings?

If so, for what reason? Perhaps for the same reason I tried to intimidate her, and break down her will. Could she be doing it for her enjoyment, or for mine and the others involved? It was just a fleeting thought, and I dismissed it as just my paranoia. Besides, if she was that good, more power to her. It certainly only added to the enjoyment.

"She's okay, Steve," I assured him. "Maya's just a little self-conscious about the size of her breasts, right Maya?"

Maya shrugged and gave Steve a grim smile, which melted the big oaf. He knelt down on one knee, making them almost the same height, and slid the back of his hand along her downy side-burn.

"No reason for that, baby," Steve said in a soothing tone. "I think you're an incredibly sexy woman. Can I see?"

Steve's hands moved forward and opened the shirt up, and as he did I took it from there and pulled it off her shoulders.

"Ooh... they're beautiful," Steve said, his hands moving over to cup them gently and give them a little squeeze.

I looked down and saw his fingers pulling on the underside of her right areola, and when I glanced down I saw that he was tugging gently on a tiny hair, something that I had never noticed.

His eyes moved over, and he smiled widely upon spotting some hairs peeking out from the fold of her lowered arm, and his fingers stroking them gently only made him smile more.

I took Maya's elbows in my hands and lifted them slowly, until her arms were high enough for me to hold them behind her head. For a second, it look like Steve was going to just pass right out when he first saw Maya's exposed armpit just inches away from his face.

Steve wasn't fainting - he was moving forward to bury his face under Maya's arm. Maya moaned as Steve tried to inhale the jungle of hair. He was making the most feral sounds I ever heard as he chewed, licked, sucked and mauled her armpit.

Maya's head rolled back on her shoulders, and all I could see were the whites of her eyes as she enjoyed Steve's crazed affections. Not wanting to miss out on the fun, I moved to Maya's side and knelt just as Steve was, and mimicked his actions.

Maya was now speaking in tongues as we ravaged her armpits, and Steve was so engrossed in what he was doing that he didn't even seem to realize I was there in the room. That was fine with me, because I was busy trying to not have Maya collapse. Her knees were wobbly, and I suspect it was only my hand on her ass and our heads under her arms that was keeping her upright.

My other hand was busy pulling on her fat nipple, stretching it and twisting it while I lapped away. When Steve saw what I was doing to her tit, he began doing the same thing to her other teat. In less than a minute of this, Maya screamed as her body convulsed wildly, and then we had to hold her up for real.

I saw the liquid on the rug between Maya's feet, and the wet trails on the insides of her thighs, while Maya's body started to calm down. I nodded for Steve to look at what we had done, and he shook his head while running his hand up the damp insides of her legs.

"Damn," was all Steve could say as we held May upright as she regained her equilibrium, a dazed look on her face. "You liked that didn't you baby?"

Maya offered a weak smile and indicated she was alright. She noticed the mess at her feet and started to clean it up, but I shook my head and told her not to bother because there was likely more to follow.

"Going through a lot of pants tonight," Steve muttered as he stood up with me, and when he gestured down to his crotch, I saw the long bulge that snakes to the right and the tell-tale wet spot at the end of the trouser snake, the sign of a drooling and excited dick.

"See what you're doing to Steve?" I told Maya as she stood between us.

Maya looked down and then whispered in my direction.

"Don't whisper, Maya," I told her. "Tell Steve what you told me. He'll appreciate that."

"Uh - I said that it looked like you had a large penis also," Maya whispered while looking down shyly.

"Not in your man's class," Steve said, unbuckling his belt before taking off his trousers, "but I might have something you'll enjoy here."

Steve stepped out of his pants, and the snug white fruit-of-the-looms he was wearing looked outrageous with his cock straining the cotton as it curled over to the side. As he tugged them down, his erection sprang out, swaying wildly in front of him.

"You like that Maya?" I asked her, as she stood hypnotized by Steve's long thin member. Although rather slender, his cock is probably a little longer than mine, and curves a little bit upwards when erect.

"Are all American men so well endowed?" Maya asked me, as I put my hand on her shoulder to guide her down to her knees.

"I don't know, but Steve's got a heck of a cock there, doesn't he?" I said.

"Oh man!" Steve sputtered after Maya's lips slid halfway down his tool. "I'm not going to last - can't hold back."

Maya hadn't been sucking on Steve for a minute before his body crouched over a little bit and he moaned, holding Maya's head in his hands as she swallowed his load. She kept gobbling on him as he spent himself, letting the cum slide back down his shaft and drip to the carpet.

"Shades of Kyle," Steve muttered in my direction as she ran his hands through Maya's scalp before finally pulling her off his deflated member. 

"She is a fast learner. Let's get Maya fully unwrapped so we can enjoy all of her," I suggested, pulling down the zipper on the side of Maya's skirt.



Maya's Story Ch. 12



Erik has begun sharing Maya with Steve, but now will become a more active participant in the activities.

Content includes anal, voyeur and fetish.

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I let Maya's skirt slide off of Maya, and as it fell, she was nearly naked, wearing only the lacy white panties I had just gotten her, and while the frilly undies were quite enthralling, I was pretty sure that Steve would be taken by what they didn't cover.

"Thought you would appreciate this," I told Steve after I set the skirt aside, and when Steve's eyes saw what had been revealed, I knew that I had been correct.

"I'm speechless, for once," Steve said in a whisper, as he cupped his cock and pulled on it slowly, and even though he had just had his member drained by Maya's mouth, he showed signs of getting ready to get back into action.

"Beautiful, isn't she?" I asked while Steve's fingers played with the abundant curls that the panties could not contain.

The hairs sprayed out from the sides and the tops of the lace, and their stark blackness against the brilliant white of the panties was as mind-boggling sight for him as it was for me.

Tugging the panties down so that Maya could step out of them, her full beauty was exposed, and the dense jungle between her legs was glistening with moisture. Her panties were actually dripping, as I held them up for Steve to see, and he smiled while putting his hand into her bush.

"Maya - you are so hairy and so wet," Steve said, as he probed into the fur.

Maya surprised me by reaching over and grabbing Steve's cock, which was already half hard, and after she touched it, Steve moaned.

"You're incredible," Steve muttered.

Maya looked over to me, and I nodded in approval while I took off my clothes, and after I had gotten naked. Maya reached over and grabbed my cock, and stood there milking the both of us, while Steve played with her pussy.

"I am so lucky," Maya said shyly, looking at the stiffening cocks she was stroking. "For so long, I had no man, and now I find myself with two men. Two men so virile and well endowed, and two men that find me attractive."

I moved Maya onto the bed on her back and nodded at Steve, who went down to his knees while parting Maya's legs and burying his face in her bush. I could hear his slurping and lapping while I positioned myself next to Maya's head.

With glazed eyes, she took my cock in her mouth, sucking first on the knob before starting to lick the underside of it, her tongue gliding up and down the entire length of me while making little sighs of pleasure.

With a mischievous grin, Maya's lips parted and she let me slide my cock into her mouth and down her throat a ways, and while she was no Kyle in the cock-sucking department yet, Kyle's tutoring had shown some amazing results already. Now Maya was able to take more than half of me without a problem, and she had learned to use her tongue as well.

Maya's sucking was hampered by her muffled sounds of pleasure, as Steve worked over her pussy with his tongue, but soon I saw his face emerge as he rose up kneeling, his erection wagging around in front of him. Steve looked at me first, and after I nodded, he took his cock in hand and guided it to Maya's pussy.

They both groaned as Steve slid his long tool into Maya's glistening wet pussy, and as he sunk deeper and deeper into her, I pulled my cock out and straddled her face, letting her lick and suck on my balls.

Maya's tongue worked around expertly, licking from the underside of my cock right on down to my perineum, causing me to shiver. Hearing her breathing get louder and more rapid, I pulled myself away from Maya's face.

"Man!" Steve muttered as he thrust into Maya in a steady rhythm. "She's got a snug pussy. Figured you would have stretched her out with that thing of yours by now."

"Maya's very resilient, and multi-orgasmic, as you're going to see soon," I warned Steve, seconds before Maya started cumming.

I held Maya down by her shoulders, my thumbs stroking her armpits, while Maya lurched and bucked under Steve's prodding. After she stopped spasming, Steve pulled his cock out of her.

"What muscles she has down there!" Steve exclaimed. "You want some, my man?"

I nodded and rolled Maya over onto her stomach while Steve rolled over a bit. Lifting Maya's lower half up by the hips so that she could get on her knees, I took Maya's little bronze ass cheeks in my hands and spread them wide.

"Take a look at this," I suggested, and when Steve saw Maya's furry ass crack, and her cocoa-hued balloon knot, he almost burst.

"I think I died and went to heaven," Steve muttered as his finger slid through the crack. "Don't tell me you've fucked her there."

I nodded and chuckled as Steve rolled his eyes.

"You going to now?" he asked.

"No," I said, guiding my cock to the furrier opening underneath it and pushing it in, as Maya made a loud groaning sound that sounded like a moo. "I'll bet you'd like to."

"Dumb question."

"I thought that maybe we could give Maya something to remember," I said as I knelt behind her and kept moving her body on my cock. "Let her keep you primed for now."

Steve went up to where Maya had her face buried in the bedding, and spread his legs above her head. Maya lifted her face to see Steve's scrotum right in front of her, his long arching cock curled up towards his stomach.

Without skipping a beat, Maya began sucking on Steve's sac, going back and forth in taking each low-slung ball in her mouth and sucking it hard, and then letting it go with a low popping noise. Her hand had reached up and grabbed his dick, slowly milking his tool while she did the nut work.

I would look at Steve with every loud pop, and he was clearly loving what Maya was doing, shaking his head and laughing while she worked him over. After a few more minutes of watching Steve getting milked and sucked, I pulled myself out of Maya's pussy and brought my index finger to Maya's anus, toying with the puckered ring before letting my finger slide in.

"Oh!" Maya whimpered, and looked back over her shoulder at me. 

"Get up for a second," I directed Maya, and as she let go of Steve's package and rolled over, I took her place on the bed.

"Climb on," I told Maya while I held my cock up straight.

"Oh good," Maya said, swinging her leg over me and slowly sinking herself down onto my cock.

"Why good?" I asked Maya. "Did you think I was going to fuck you in the ass?"

"Yes," Maya hissed as she lowered her body down further, impaling her pussy with my hardness.

"Maybe later," I said, motioning for Steve to go into the night stand, where he pulled out the tube of lube. "Right now, Steve is."

Maya looked confused, glancing at both of us, but mostly at Steve, who was priming his pump with enough lubricant for a week, and then squirting a little on his hand before climbing onto the bed behind Maya.

"I don't - I mean," Maya stammered, while Steve climbed behind Maya, and I saw her shocked expression as Steve began working the lube into Maya's ass. "How?"

I reached up and took Maya's arms and pulled her down toward me to give Steve enough access and a good angle. I felt his legs against the insides of my thighs, and tried to ignore the feeling of his balls rolling against my own as he put his cock into her, and I could feel his tool on the other side of the thin membrane as it slid into her.

"Aayyii!" Maya screamed as Steve drilled deep into her ass, which caused her pussy to get even more impaled by my cock.

"You like that, don't you Maya?" I asked her, but she was clearly not up to conversation, having herself being stuffed with at east a foot and a half of cock.

Instead, I just ran my hands up and down Maya's arms, enjoying the feel of those furry limbs which were taut as they held her up above me. Steve was hugging her around the waist as he methodically slid his cock in and out of Maya, and she whimpered meekly as Steve seemed to be almost pulling completely out of her ass, and then sliding almost all of that long pole back in again.

"Fucking unreal," Steve grunted. "So tight."

I started massaging Maya's teats as the little cones hung down in front of me, wet and slippery with nipples fully expressed. Steve's hands slid up toward where mine were, and I let go of her breasts so that he could enjoy them, but his hands were going elsewhere.

I watched as his hands glided over her breasts, squeezing them briefly, before they moved over to Maya's armpits. His pale, bony fingers raked through Maya's armpit hair, which were dripping with sweat. As he stroked and pulled at the dense tufts, I forced myself to look away, for fear I would cum from watching.

Maya was under no such need, because I could tell by the way her pussy muscles were starting to ripple on my cock, very much like a snake swallowing prey, that she was going to cum. 

"Gonna cum, aren't you Maya?" I asked her, and she replied by making a sound that could have been just about anything.

Steve began thrusting into her much harder and much faster. Maya's mouth was open, and she there was drool coming out of the corners of her mouth as she tried to stay on all fours under Steve's ruthless pounding. Her eyes were all white when she came, her body going into a seizure under the onslaught of both of us.

Seconds after Maya kept, Steve started groaning gutturally as well, and while Maya collapsed onto my chest, Steve exhaled while I felt Maya's insides twitch, the result of the spraying of his cum into her. He looked like a drowned rat as he looked over Maya's shoulder at me before falling off to the side.

Everybody was happy and satisfied - except me. I was still hard as a rock and inside Maya's pussy, but after a couple of thrusts, I figured that Maya was pretty much spent. Easing out from under Maya, I looked at the two lifeless bodies I was sharing the bed with. Steve was sprawled out with a look of sheer contentment, whereas Maya looked like she was in a daze.

For a brief moment I considered rolling Maya over and doing her ass as well. After all, she would be a lot looser than she had the first time, but the thought of getting into that cauldron of fluids did nothing for me, so I propped Maya up so that she was almost sitting upright.

She smiled weakly and as I moved closer to her, she opened her mouth, offering to take care of me orally, but I had another idea. Lifting her left arm, I moved closer to Maya, my erection swaying and bobbing as I moved. Maya caught on to what I was going to do and grabbed the bed sheet and dried her armpit as best she could.

With cock in hand, I slid next to Maya and rubbed the head of my cock into the damp jungle, and with long and sweeping strokes, I began to slide the crown of my cock up and down the spacious expanse of fur, from the inside of her bicep right on down, just like a roll-on deodorant.

"Please don't tell me that feels as amazing as that looks," Steve said, now propped up on one elbow and watching with great interest.

I remained silent, and just continued to rub my cock up and down, and the smile on Maya's face showed that she was not only loving the feeling of my cock stroking her sensitive armpits, but was also enjoying my enjoying her. The head of my cock was turning red when I finally felt my orgasm on the way, and I looked down just in time to watch my cum spurt out, saturating her armpit with rope after rope of my seed.

"Fuck!" I heard Steve mutter while I squeezed out what was left inside of me and rubbed the tip of my dick around in the milky mess.

"She does have another armpit, you know," I reminded Steve, whose eyes lit up at the prospect. "And we do have all night."



Maya's Story Ch. 13



Kyle is in a nasty mood, and shows her frustration at Erik's new playmate.

Contains fetish, voyeur, lesbian and mild bondage.

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Maya looked to me for guidance after Kyle had snapped at her for a second time. I looked back at her placidly and continued eating, while Maya's nervousness grew.

Kyle had returned from a week-long modeling shoot - her career having become even more lucrative when she had blossomed into a full-figured woman, and had been able to cash in just when that niche took off in popularity - and was clearly in no mood for fun and games, at least not in the way Maya was used to.

Part of this display of anger was for show, I'm sure. Part of it was also real, as Kyle was prone to get cranky after tough shoots, and was not likely that pleased to hear what I had to tell her either.

I had related to Kyle on the phone the story of Steve coming over, and while she seemed to be titillated by the retelling, I'm sure that part of her was seething that Maya was getting nailed by not only me, but he ex-boyfriend as well, and when Kyle got upset - well, it didn't bode well for Maya.

Kyle seemed to enjoy me telling her about how Maya had gotten DP'd and generally fucked in every way possible by the two of us. Kyle was not adverse to some sexual adventures of her own from time to time without me, and our relationship was open enough so that we were able to explore and still continue as that kind of a couple. 

We had just finished dessert, and I was looking forward to the three of us getting reacquainted, when Kyle really lit into Maya. They were loading the dishwasher or something like that, when Kyle started in on Maya.

"So while I was away, your cunt really got a workout, from what I hear," Kyle snapped, and the harshness of her words and tone took Maya aback.

"I - I did as Sir asked," Maya stammered, looking again to me for help and getting none.

"Not bad enough you're fucking my man, but now you're going after my old castoffs as well?"

"Steve? He was...?"

"Didn't know that, I suppose?"

"No," Maya said softly. "I didn't know anything about Steve. Sir just explained that he wanted the three of us to be together."

"You ever make a decision of your own?" Kyle retorted. "Or do you just fuck anything with a pulse?"

"I - I - I only wanted to make Sir happy," Maya answered. "I did not mean to upset you, Kyle. I like you very much and want to be your friend."

"Want to be my friend?" Kyle barked, sticking her finger into Maya's breastbone. "Why don't you give your pussy a break for awhile so I don't smell it on Erik's breath every time he comes near me?"

"Kyle is mad at me," Maya said to me, after Kyle had stormed off.

"Follow me," I said, and led Maya downstairs to our play room.

"Kyle said...," Maya said as I closed the door and started undressing her. 

"What difference does that make?"

"But she will be mad."

"Would you rather have her mad or me mad?" I asked.

"I don't want anybody mad."

"She'll get over it," I assured Maya as I removed the last of her clothes and had her undress me. "Just repeat after me - I don't care what Kyle thinks or says. You only do what I tell you to."

"I do not care what Kyle thinks or says," Maya repeated dutifully. "I only do what Sir asks of me." 

I picked Maya up and turned her upside down, the petite brown body as light as a feather to me. I held her that way, with her pussy in my face, and felt Maya reaching for my cock, pulling it up into her mouth as we stood next to the bed. Burying my face in her musky jungle, I lapped at her clitoris while she sucked on my surging cock. It was then that I saw the lights get a little brighter and sensed Kyle's presence in the room.

I moved us over to the bed, where I deposited Maya and crawled in myself. I got onto my back in the center of the bed and pulled Maya on top of me. She grabbed my cock and put me inside of her, gingerly easing down onto my thick shaft.

"Ooh," Maya moaned. "I like it very much when you let me get on top of you, even though you penetrate me so deeply like this that I feel you are breaking me in two."

"Isn't that nice?" Kyle said in a mocking tone.

Maya was startled at hearing Kyle's voice as she emerged from the shadows, and even more shocked at the way that Kyle was dressed. Wearing a black leather corset that revealed far more than it concealed, she was an impressive sight, as the garment thrust her gigantic tits out even more so than normal, and the blond amazon was an intimidating sight indeed.

"Hello Kyle," Maya said, still impaled on my stiff cock. "You look very attractive."

Maya must have misread the smile on Kyle's face, and when Kyle climbed onto the bed behind her and put her hands on Maya's shoulders. she fell back into Kyle. Kyle slid her hands down Maya's furry arms and grabbed her wrists, swinging the right one upward and slipping it into the padded handcuff that was attached to the beam above the bed.

Not a bad job of positioning us, I thought to myself as Kyle pulled up Maya's other wrist and snapped the cuff on that one as well. Maya had asked why those cuffs were there on the first night she was in this bed, and now she knew, and had a look of concern on her face.

Maya's arms were stretched to the limit, the slender limbs straining, revealing every muscle and vein. Because she was so tiny, she was now half off of my cock and was struggling to get into a crouching position, as being on her knees was torturing her shoulders.

"How's that feel?" Kyle asked, as I worked my cock around Maya's pussy by hand.

"It hurts - my shoulders," Maya said.

"Tough shit," Kyle said. "I just told you that I wanted you to give that pussy a break for a while, and then a half hour later I come down here and you're climbing all over his cock again."

"Sir wanted," Maya began, but as she spoke, Kyle had come off the bed and had already began to swing her arm, and I could hear the whistling of the crop a second before it landed on Maya's bare back.

"Ay!" Maya yelled out as the strands of the whip smacked into Maya's skin.

As switches go, the one Kyle was using was a rather tame model that was designed more for effect than for damage, as the whooshing sound betrayed the absence of real force caused by the perforated cords. It stung rather than lashed, and the end result of a real beating with it visually would result in faint red marks at best. Small consolation to Maya, who seemed in shock from feeling the sting.

"How did that feel?" Kyle asked, and then repeated he blow across Maya's back.

"It hurts," Maya said simply, and looked for me for advice, but I only wiggled my dick inside her and watched.

The loveliness of Maya's arms was never more evident as I gazed at her bronze biceps bulging as she attempted to hold herself up higher, so as not to feel my cock plunge too deeply into her.

Maya's skin was already beginning to glisten, as her propensity to sweat was beginning to become obvious. A tiny droplet of sweat had just emerged from her left armpit, and had begun to take a tantalizingly slow trip down her side. The wild jungles of hair under her arms were already sparkling as well, promising more such erotic sights to come.

"It's supposed to hurt, you little slut!" Kyle barked, reaching around Maya to grab her left nipple and pulling on it.

Maya's over-sized nipples had been a source of great pleasure for us both, and we had both enjoyed abusing them gently, which seemed to please Maya as well. Having told us of her father's friend, and his way of stringing Maya up and torturing her breasts, this must have seemed like a bit of nostalgia for Maya.

Kyle had the thick peg between her thumb and forefinger and as she pulled on the nipple, her small and doughty teat stretched out with it. This time, Kyle kept pulling and twisting as she pulled, and Maya cried out with pain as the breast was pulled out beyond recognition, before Kyle mercifully let go.

"What is it about you that gets all these guys so excited?" Kyle mused as she came around and surveyed the front of Maya. "Then you have the nerve to drag Erik down here and fuck him - exactly what I told you NOT to do."

"He - he - he wanted me," Maya stammered.

"Didn't you tell him that I said no?"

"Yes, but he wanted me."

"Maya also said she didn't care what you said or thought, and that only what I wanted mattered," I interjected, pulling my cock out of Maya's furry grotto and rubbing the crown into her clit.

"You said that, you pig?" Kyle raged.

"But I - Sir - he said to repeat what he said," Maya sputtered, looking at me while the crop whistled once more, and then again and again.

"Please Kyle," Maya whimpered. "It hurts."

"What hurts, you baby?" Kyle asked. 

"My shoulders," Maya sniffed.

"Oh, poor baby," Kyle sympathized, "Let me make it all better."

Setting the whip down, Kyle began kneading Maya's shoulders from behind, her creamy white fingers expertly massaging Maya's bronze neck and shoulders.

"How does that feel, honey?" Kyle cooed in Maya's ear, and Maya smiled as she rolled her head around contentedly.

"Very nice," Maya said. "I am sorry I have upset you, Kyle. Please let me do something to make it up to you."

"You're going to do just that, right now" Kyle purred, as she kissed the back of Maya's neck, just before sinking her teeth into her flesh - not hard enough to pierce the skin, but with enough force to leave little imprints of her teeth in Maya's shoulder momentarily.

"Showtime, Maya!" Kyle announced, going to all four corners of the bed and unlocking the wheels on the bottoms and kicking the bed, sending me rolling a couple of feet away as it left Maya dangling and screaming, her feet kicking about a foot off the floor.

While Maya kicked and screamed, in shock after having the bed yanked out from beneath her, I rolled off the bed and slid it out of Kyle's way, so she was free to pick up the whip and begin to whack away at Maya's helpless body. Front - back - sides - it made no difference to Kyle, and as she slashed away, Maya twisted with no means to block the stinging blows.

Stinging was all they were, as the blows hardly left a mark on her, but the crackling and whooshing sounds made it appear far worse than it was. Maya looked around as the rain of blows stopped for a second, but the reprieve was short-lived, as Kyle had merely gone over to her box of tricks, so to speak.

"Now lets have some fun with these nipples of yours," Kyle said, holding up a small plastic tube that was attached to a rubber bulb, and after slipping the plastic tube onto Maya's left nipple, proceeded to start squeezing the bulb.

"Too bad this wasn't a little bit bigger," Kyle cackled as Maya moaned in discomfort. "I could slip it over your whole puny tit."

Kyle held down the tube while pumping furiously on the bulb, and after a minute or so, pulled the thing off to survey the results. Maya's nipple was big to begin with, but it had grown to almost twice the thickness and had lengthened as well.

"Nice," Kyle commented as she grabbed another toy, and with a practiced quickness, clamped a duck-bill clamp on the bulbous nipple, right down near the aureole, and she smiled while Maya cried out.

Maya was much shorter than other girls that Kyle had done this too, and I sensed that her shoulders must be in real pain, so I went over and got a little step stool and slid it under May's kicking feet. She still had to stand on her tiptoes, but at least her wrists and shoulders were spared a little.

"Baby the slut,you prick," Kyle said snidely in my direction, watching me rub Maya's fingers and wrists, while also rubbing myself against her sweat-drenched body. "I'll remember that."

"Why?" Maya mouthed to me as our eyes met, nearly at eye level for once, while Kyle pumped up her other nipple before putting a clamp on that one as well.

"Why not?" I answered softly, reaching over and letting my hand glide up Maya's wet ribs before ending up under her arm. "Relax and enjoy."

"Always end up under her arms, don't know?" Kyle snapped, connecting a silver chain to the holes at the ends of the nipple clamps and giving it a little tug to make sure they were secure.

"It's irresistible," I admitted, taking a step back to give Kyle room.

"You and Steve must have had quite a time," Kyle said. "Did you guys do this?"

Kyle reached up and placed her fingernails on Maya's biceps before slowly sliding them downward. Kyle's fingers raked through the soggy tufts of hair before emerging below.

"Of course," I replied.

"And little Maya likes it too," Kyle cattily answered, repeating the raking motion.

Now she was doing it harder; the evidence being the pale marks that briefly showed as her nails scraped on the smooth bronze skin of Maya's inner bicep.

"Somehow, I can't imagine that you two did anything like this," Kyle said calmly as her hands stopped under Maya's arms and grabbed at the hair with her fists and yanked hard - so hard that Maya got pulled off of the stool.

Kyle's eyes blazed demonically as her hands clenched the sweaty jungles of hair and pulled and twisted, cackling with delight as Maya's eyes bulged out of her skull while she wailed.

"Sweaty little bitch," Kyle said as she let go and rubbed her hands together, sending to the floor the stray wet hairs that clung to them.

I got the stool back under Maya and helped her get her feet back onto it, and as I did I noticed that the insides of Maya's thighs were soaking wet - even wetter than the rest of her body was, and that drops of fluid were dripping from her bush - all around her opening.

Getting Kyle's attention, I signaled to her that I was going to take Maya's handcuffs down from the beam so that she could get some feeling back in her shoulders and hands. The relief was not total, as I kept the cuffs on Maya and left her wrists shackled behind her back, while I helped her down to the floor.

"Now back to these nipples of yours," Kyle said as she grabbed the silver chain that was connected at the ends to her nipples, which were still pinched by the clamps. "I'll bet that you'll feel this."

Smiling, Kyle snapped a padlock onto the middle of the chain, and when she let it go of it, the weight of it quickly pulled her nipples downward. Maya shrieked in pain as her nipples were stretched out, and as she wiggled around, Kyle looked like she could almost orgasm from watching.

"Shit!" Kyle yelled out, as one of the clamps slipped off of her right nipple, but this was no help to Maya, because now all of the weight of the chain was on Maya's left nipple.

Maya whined as she slowly spun around from the rafters, and it took almost a minute for the other clamp to mercifully slip off of her nipple and clatter onto the floor.

"Grab her," Kyle instructed me, and I went behind her and grabbed the backs of her thighs, holding her up like she was in a chair. 

This gave her shoulders and arms some relief, but Kyle wasn't through yet.

"The slut is so sweaty that nothing stays attached to her," Kyle snapped, running her hands through Maya's armpit hair, sending droplet of perspiration flying as she raked the little jungles. "You probably like that, don't you?"

That comment was directed at me, and as I leaned around Maya and looked at the rivulets of sweat that were trickling down from her armpits and along her sides, I grinned an nodded at Kyle.

"Probably like the smell too," Kyle remarked, sniffing at the ripe aroma wafting in the air before returning to her victim.

"Think your Erik is going to help you?" Kyle snickered. "Think he's upset about what you're going through? Think again. His cock is so hard it looks like it's going to burst. Isn't it?"

"Afraid so," I admitted, poking Maya with it as I cradled her in my hands.

"I think this slut deserves a lesson - a reminder to do what she's told," Kyle opined, and went into a drawer and pulled out a latex glove and a tube of lubricant.

Kyle generously rubbed the lubricant all over her gloved hand, giving it a thick coating of the gel before showing her hand to Maya. 

"Know where this is going?" Kyle asked, and when Maya looked confused she smiled and made a fist.

"No," Maya whimpered.

"Yes," Kyle said, before looking over her shoulder at me. "And as for you, you don't want to stand there holding her while I give her an internal exam, do you?"

"It's okay by me," I assured Kyle. "She's light and besides, I like the view."

"Well, you can stay there, but you can keep holding her up," Kyle said, pouring a handful of lube in her palm before reaching around Maya and covering my cock with the goo.

"Can't fist her with my dick in her," I said, shuddering at the coolness of the gel.

"Don't stick it in her pussy," Kyle instructed. "Stick it in her ass."

"No!" Maya cried, as Kyle motioned for me to lift Maya higher so that she could lubricate her anal cavity, and Maya squirmed as Kyle stuck a second and probably a third finger up inside her ass. "Sir is much too large. It hurst me very much."

"Should have that about that before," Kyle shrugged, and watched me as I stuck the tip of my cock at her furry puckered ring and then let Maya's body go lower, allowing me to slowly impale Maya's ass with my cock.

Maya's begging and screaming were only inspiring Kyle to be rougher on her, and she even gave a countdown to me as she inserted each finger.

"Four," Kyle shouted, and when Kyle had managed to get her whole hand in Maya's pussy, she announced that as well, but there was no need, because I could feel it slam in there while Maya bounced on my cock.

Kyle got crazy at time like this, and I watched her eyes bulge as she spun her fist in and out of poor Maya, who had stopped crying long enough to have a savage orgasm, and was now reduced to meek grunts under our thrusting.

"Coming," I mumbled, pulling my cock almost all the way out of her ass while I shot my load into her stretched out cavity, and Maya made little gasps as each spurt of seed coated her bowels.

When I finally stopped coming I stepped back and held Maya a little higher, so that Kyle could watch my seed drool out of Maya's gaping asshole and down to the floor below her.

I tried to stand Maya onto the stool but her legs would not support her, so Kyle held her up while I undid the cuffs and helped her down. Maya's eyes were glazed as I laid her down onto the bed and covered her up, and she stared blankly at us while we kissed her and tucked the sheets around her.

"She is so fucking hot," Kyle whispered to me as we left the room.