The family maid

CHAPTER FIVE

Dolly was headed back to her own quarters, thinking she would have a quick cunt rub before she carried on with her duties as a maid. She knew it was wicked of her to have gotten so excited, simply because she'd nursed the elder Wintergreen, but she couldn't help it. She might not be a cocksucker by definition-her own definition-but she had sucked a cock, all right, and swallowed his savory spunk, and that was enough to make the purest of maids a bit randy.

Then, too, there had been that remarkable session with the mistress, when Dolly had come for no reason-as she saw it-and she began to wonder if her sexuality was not starting to run, amuck. Basically passionate, but always before keeping that passion controlled, Dolly wondered if she was showing a reaction now to her years of enforced chastity. She thought it was pretty likely that she would lose her cherry the next time she saw Duke.

In fact, she had almost lost it the last time she saw Duke. But now, in this new setting-amidst the glamour of the wealthy-Duke no longer seemed quite so charming. Her maidenhead no longer seemed such an asset, either.

Rounding a corner, she encountered Jonathon, who had rounded it just in front of her, then turned back as if coming from the other direction. He looked innocent. He looked handsome, too, Dolly thought. She wondered how it would feel to kiss a man whose jaw did not stick out like the prow of a tugboat.

Jonathon raised his eyebrows.

"Finished with father already?" "Yes, all done."

"Was he happy with your work?" "I think so, sir."

"You haven't been very long. I do hope you cleaned up afterwards. Never do to have spunk congealing on the walls and dripping from the ceiling, eh?"

"Er…"

"The nurse has a truly time saving technique," Jonathon said. "I forgot to mention it to you. When he's ready to shoot, she takes his cock in her mouth and swallows it; saves a great deal of scrubbing up afterwards."

"Oh, you know about that, huh? Your father thought it was a secret."

"Ah, he told you that, did he?"

Jonathon was looking at her mouth, and Dolly blushed.

She wondered if her mouth would have to be examined now, as her virginal pussy had been before. What instrument would be used to test her mouth for chastity?

But he shrugged and said, "Well, I know nothing of such things, housework and whatnot; the servants don't tell me how to invest my money and I don't tell them bow to empty balls." He smiled diffidently. "Everyone has their own method, I suppose, and it must make a difference-if you are doing it in your line of work or in your spare time, for pleasure."

"I don't think it's so very different, sir. But I'm not really qualified to say, being a virgin."

"Ah, you are a maiden, are you?"

She nodded, blushing again, not sure if she was proud of her cherry or ashamed of it, if she should display it like a medal or conceal it like a blemish.

"Yes… your wife tested my virginity," she said.

"Tested?"

"Tasted."

"Tasted?"

"The taste test."

"Good Lord… do you mean to say that Claire-that is to say, your mistress-has been sucking your cunt?"

"Oh, no, sir! Whatever are you thinking? She just sucked and licked to make sure I was virginal."

Jonathon sighed. He tried his best to look sad, although there was a twinkle in his merry eye.

He said, "Yes, she always does that, I'm afraid. She seems to enjoy eating pussy. But it doesn't work, I'm sorry to say. You can't tell a virgin by the taste?'

Dolly was shocked.

"The only way to test a virgin is with a hard cock," he said.

"But that test would confound the results, sir, because after she had been tested and found virginal, she would no longer be a virgin because of the nature of the testing equipment."

"Quite right; a paradox; a classic case of the scientific investigator affecting what he investigates. Can't be helped, though. If only girls had two cunts, one to be tested and one to be used as a control…

I wish I had two cunts, Dolly thought. Double the fun.

She said, "But if the taste test doesn't work, why did the mistress suck my cunt?"

"Lust, I fear," Jonathon sighed.

"Oh, dear! You mean… unknown to my chaste self… I've had a lesbian experience?"

Jonathon nodded sadly.

Dolly was blushing furiously.

"No wonder I came in her mouth," she said.

"Yes, it's to be expected; Claire has quite a talent for making girls come."

Dolly had another terrible thought; she said, "Tell me… is it true that a girl isn't really giving a blow job, even if she has a dick in her mouth, as long as her hand keeps pumping?"

He smiled ruefully and shook his head.

"That's an old wives' tale," he told her. "Once you've had a prick in your mouth, you're classified as a cocksucker."

"Oh, dear," Dolly wailed. Even her dimples were blushing, now.

"I expect my father led you astray there, my dear," Jonathon said.

Dolly nodded. She was relieved to see that the master was not angry or disgusted with her, although she mourned for the loss of her oral virginity. As much as she'd enjoyed milking that big dick, she thought she would have enjoyed it even more if she had known the truth, known that she was cocksucking instead of nursing.

"I'm so ashamed," she said.

"No need to be. The rich are different and, by extension, the servants of the rich have a certain degree of tolerance in their own behavior."

He turned and they went down the long hallway side by side.

She said, "At least I'm still a virgin."

He smiled.

They came abreast of the door to Amanda's bedroom. The door was not entirely closed. Sounds came out, moist slurpings and little gasps of pleasure and a steady buzzing sound.

Dolly looked at Jonathon. He shrugged; he looked into the bedroom; Dolly looked into the bedroom, too.

"Good heavens!" she gasped.

"Is there no end to this depravity?" he said. A remarkable scene confronted them. Claire Wintergreen, stark naked, was reclining on the bed, her legs spread wide and her back deeply arched. Amanda was curled onto her back, beside her mother's pistoning hip. She was fucking Claire with the humming dildo.

She was pushing the long, active device steadily in and out of Claire's bushy twat, running the vibrating length across her clit and up her hole. Cunt juice ran down into the crack of Claire's ass and glistened along the joystick. Claire's long legs rippled and flashed as she gyrated with delight.

Dolly and Jonathon stood side by side at the door, looking in. He put his arm around her, but she didn't object-she knew that he was shocked and stunned and was merely clinging to her nubile hip for support.

Dolly's mouth gaped open so wide that her chin rested on the full upper slope of her tits.

Amanda slithered the stick up Claire's twat; this time when she pulled it back, she took it all the way out and held it up. It buzzed furiously, as if it had a will of its own and wanted to be slapped back up that wet pussy. Drops of foamy cunt juice flew from the shimmering orgasm rod.

Smiling wickedly, Amanda brought the cum coated vibrator to her lips and sucked on the tip.

"This is monstrous!" Jonathon rasped.

The poor man, Dolly thought. How must he feel? His wife and his daughter both! And together! It seemed far worse that if he had discovered his wife in an act of simple adultery or found his daughter being sexually permissive.

Amanda sucked and licked the dildo until it sparkled, then proceeded to screw Claire with it some more.

Claire's juicy cunt lips sucked on the rod; the rod buzzed like an angry hornet as it was dragged out; then the sound became softer as it ran up her hole and was muffled therein.

Claire shuddered, humped faster and faster; then sighed and her mobile pelvis slowed.

"Let me do you again," she said.

Amanda squealed with joy at that suggestion. She handed the vibrator to her mother as she flapped down, exchanging it as if it were a baton in a relay race. Amanda drew her knees up and spread her legs; Claire fitted the snout of the instrument to the girl's creamy gash and began working it up her hole.

Jonathon coughed.

Claire's head snapped around; Amanda looked up; mother and daughter stared at husband and father.

Amanda grinned, but Claire, at least, had the grace to blush with shame.

Claire was, in fact, so ashamed that she could not hold her husband's gaze. She had to hide her head in her embarrassment. And there was only one close and logical place where, like an ostrich, she could bury her blushing face.

Claire buried her face in Amanda's cunt.

Amanda gurgled with joy; Dolly gasped. She felt Jonathon stiffen at her side and his hand slipped onto her tit-purely by accident, of course.

To give Claire the benefit of the doubt, she had most assuredly buried her face in her daughter's crotch in order to hide her shame from the watchers at the door. One must believe that. But once her face was hidden in that juicy place of concealment, it was only natural that the woman start sucking.

She sucked.

Amanda sighed, then whimpered.

They could hear the soft, fluid sounds of Claire's tongue and lips as she sucked hungrily away on Amanda's flooded cunt, her head bobbing up and down ecstatically.

Jonathan took Dolly by the hand and led her away.

"They're gone, Mom," Amanda said.

The truth was out! It had all been a scheme to further lead the virgin maid into depravity, to steep her fertile young mind in a sea of sexual lust. But they were not evil people, simply amoral-and pleased to have an innocent young virgin maid to initiate into the joy of fucking and sucking. Claire raised her beach Her lips were gleaming with cunt juice and her amber eyes smoldered.

"But since you're down there…" Amanda said, smiling and giving her nubile pelvis a flip.

Amanda's teeth flashed in a depraved smile. And without an audience to play for now, the sex crazed woman dipped her head once more and continued to suck Amanda's steaming pussy with vigor.

She was on her knees, head down and ass up. She began to move through a rotation, her knees shuffling to the side, her taut ass swinging around, her head remaining clamped to Amanda's crotch. Her body was like a protractor describing a circle. Her juicy ass and her trim hips flashed and humped as she came around. Amanda lay back, enjoying the sensation at her crotch and smiling in anticipation of the reverse pleasure that was slowly circling around into position.

Claire's kneeling body was at a right angle to Amanda's reclining form now; her knees moved and she closed the angle. Her knee was beside Amanda's shoulder. She rose, hips shifting, and threw her leg over the girl, straddling her. Claire had turned through a half circle now and was poised above Amanda, and not once through the whole nimble maneuver had her greedy mouth stopped sucking on the girl's creamy slot.

Amanda's tongue shot out, lapping at the air. Claire lowered her crotch. Amanda opened her mouth wide, like a baby bird waiting to be fed, her tongue flashing.

Claire's cunt settled over her upturned, eager face. Amanda, who had been licking and sucking in expectation even before they made contact, continued to lick and suck in a frenzy of lust, now that she had a juicy, steaming hot box on which to work. Her tongue flared up Claire's hole and her Lips pursed on those soaking cunt lips, sucking hungrily.

Claire had never stopped sucking. Her ass rippled and she began to work at both ends as, locked together in the position of inverted love, like some mystical, two headed-and two tailed-beast, they shared the joy of sixty nining They both started to come and, sharing the thrill, it was as if they were also sharing the same hot cunt juice, gobbling it up by the tongueful at one end and letting it run out in a steaming, creamy flood at the other-a contained alternating current coursing back and forth in a circuit through their linked and loving bodies.

Beside them, on the bed, the neglected dildo buzzed and hummed with rage at being abandoned.