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The Servant
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
The Servant
author unknown
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Getting home after a long day at the office, it was always enjoyable
to have someone help me relax, especially if they are good at it.
One of my servants, Mike, was on his knees deeply swallowing and
sucking my cock. As his head bobbed up and down over my long pole, I
grabbed his long hair and forced him to take more of me in his mouth.
He ran his lips and tongue up and down cock, taking it and teasing it
with his tongue.
Mike was ever so perfect when on his knees. Even though he was the
son of a well known football star, he never really followed in his
father's tradition and was not the same athlete he was.
I guess being a servant in a large household was not exactly the
career his parents had in mind for him, but he did it well, and was
always "eager" to please.
During one night, when he was asked by one of the maids to give my
wife help getting ready for a party, it became apparent that he was
leaning more to the feminine side.
As my wife walked into her dressing room, she found him wearing one of
her gowns, rubbing the shear silk stockings against his face. She
watched him for a while, looking at himself in the mirror, rolling the
hose up his legs, which were shaved clean. Finally my wife walked in.
"If you really want to wear my clothes, all you have to do is ask!"
He had a look of panic on his face, and tried to take the gown off
quickly. My wife walked over to him, calmed him down, and unzipped
the gown, letting it fall to the floor.
He was naked underneath, with his cock hanging out, only clad in her
stockings. My wife, being a very curious person sexually, as we both
are, walked over to him and ran her finger along his cock. Despite
what looked like a desire to conceal it, his member shot up into a
rock hard pole.
"How long have you been doing this, Mike" she asked him with a firm
but yet understanding tone. He looked down, ashamed, and said, "since
I was a teenager, I used to take my sister's clothes and put them on,
and pretend I was a girl and could do things to the boys....but
honest, this is the first time I ever tried on your clothes!"
My wife sat him down on the bed, put her arm around him, and kept
questioning him on his interests. "Have you ever been with a girl, or
another guy?" she asked.
Mike went on to explain how he had many dates, but only went so far
with them. He always felt he was meant to do what the girls always
did to him, and was always interested in the way the girls dressed,
acted, felt, etc. Having such a soft and feminine appearance, he was
able to pass for a woman, and with the help of some makeup tips and
books along with some clothes he bought, he was able to go out at
night and act out his female fantasies.
One night, he lived out his fantasy of dancing away with the guys and
the girls in the club. He was very confused, he had feelings for both
sexes, and was turned on by the suspense of doing something with the
men, since he had slept with many girls.
At one club, Mike was met outside by two of the guys he had danced
with inside. They made a pass at him, rubbed up against him, made him
hot. Being afraid they might find out he was not a real woman, he
told them he would take them in his mouth.
Dropping to his knees, he took each of the men in his mouth, and took
their loads of cum inside him. If his friends and family could have
seen him, blowing other men, dressed as a woman.
This was when he left home, took the job at my house, and was still
holding these mixed feelings while assisting both sexes at the house.
So after that night, my wife decided to take advantage of his sexual
desires and put it to use around the house. She took him shopping,
bought him some clothes, shoes, and a maids uniform. Taking him back
to her room (we had separate bedrooms, but spent the night together
depending on our desires), she made him strip down, shower, shave his
body down, and put on the maids uniform. He rolled the black
stockings up his legs, slid into his flats, and stood in front of my
wife.
"Very good Mike, this is the new outfit you will wear around the
house, and this is the new job you will have". "Now, turn around for
me and show me your little behind!"
Mike turned around on his heels and showed himself off to her, and she
walked over and rubbed his behind, her hands moving to his crotch
area. Again she rubbed him to hardness.
"Well Mike, since you will be taking care of me and my husband, I
think I should show you what I like and what he likes". With this,
she dropped to her knees in front of Mike, and lifted up his uniform
skirt and pulled down the panties. Mike's manhood jumped out in front
of her.
"Now, when you service my husband, this is how he likes to receive
head, you"...and she took Mike into her mouth, sliding down his shaft
until she reached his testicles, which she fondled with her hand.
Sliding up and down the shaft with her mouth, she sucked on Mike
firmly, never letting the organ slip from her mouth. Mike could feel
her tongue slipping all over the head, and watched as the shaft
appeared and disappeared into her mouth. She was squeezing and
pumping his testicles, and Mike felt a load of cum getting ready to
explode in her mouth.
"Please, I am getting ready to come, pull out, pull out!" Instead,
she put both hands around his ass and held tightly. Sensing his load
ready to explode, he grabbed the back of her head, holding it as he
exploded and sent wave after wave of cum down her throat.
Licking the shaft clean as she pulled her mouth off him, she kissed
the head of his cock and stood up in front of him.
"Now, that is how you take care of my husband when it is required. As
for me, just come this way". She led him to her bed, dropped her
dress in front of him, and laid on her back on the bed, legs open.
"Come here, come on, over her, time to lick a little pussy!" Mike
moved over to her slowly, and bent down on the bed. Annoyed with him
moving so slowly, she pulled his head into her pussy.
"Let's see some tongue action, I expect to come as much as you
did.....make me feel good!"
Mike had done this many times for his girlfriends, and was not afraid
to do it, he was just not ready or eager, and being half dressed in a
female maids outfit did little to help him along. But she locked her
legs around him, so he kept licking and lapping at it, darting his
tongue all across her pussy.
She was moaning and pushing her hips back and forth, and was emitting
sounds which were even exciting him. Using his fingers, he spread her
pussy lips wide and darted his tongue all around inside.
As he licked her more and more, her moans became louder and louder.
Mike pulled his head away, and stuck his fingers inside her, moving
them back and forth rapidly back and forth until she exploded with a
wave of orgasms which caused her body to shake and shutter. She put
her head back, and continued to emit soft moans of pleasure.
Exhausted, Mike stood up, and walked over and collected his new
clothes and shoes, and walked quietly out of the room to his own.
Standing in front of the mirror, he looked at himself and realized he
probably has started something he might not be able to stop. He hung
his clothes up in his closet, and fixed himself up. He was wearing a
maid's outfit, black stockings and flats, with his male member stuck
into his panties. Being male and female, he was still somewhat
confused in appearance and attitude, but wanted to explore it more.
So, this is how he came to be the sweet pussy boy I have in front of
me now. My wife keeps him on a strict diet, and he is thin but in
fine tone. And of course, his mouth is always ready and eager.
He was moving faster and faster along my shaft, and he sensed I was
ready to come. Pulling his mouth to the end of my cock, I exploded
inside his mouth, and he eagerly swallowed the entire load. He licked
me clean and dry, got up off his knees, and asked if there was
anything else he could do for me.
"No, thank you, this will be fine for now, I will call you if I want
something else".
"Yes sir", and with that he turned and walked out of the room to his
other duties. I watched his stocking covered legs and tight ass move
out the door, and realized my wife and chosen the help wisely. I
decided I would go down and "reward" her again for her excellent
judgement.
As I walked down the hall, I thought and laughed to myself, "who said
quality help is hard to find!"
FIN
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