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Asia's Fantasy

by Max, Asia, and RLM


Author's Message and Prologue:

In early March, 2009, Max sent me an e-mail stating that he enjoyed the stories I have written and posted on my web site. His message also informed me that his wife, Asia, had recently read some of my stories and had become extremely aroused by the thought of becoming a hotwife. I have posted Max's e-mail message on my web page. It is reproduced below without editing:

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Hi RLM,

I have been a consistent reader of your stories for a long time and truly appreciate the effort you have put into them. They are truly magnificent.

Me and my wife both share the fantasy of her being a hotwife even though we have not acted out our fantasies till now. But we do plan to make it real one day.

While appreciating your work again we would feel privileged if you can write a story about my hotwife "Asia". You can use any of our pictures that is available on the links below or else I can provide you with the originals.

Max

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Asia is 5' 3", 120 lbs with 34C tits. She is wildly excited by the thought of becoming a hot slut wife. As part of this, she and Max plan to have her breasts enlarged to 36D. In subsequent e-mails, Max has told me that Asia is also into soft bondage, latex and high heels.

She loves to pose and exhibit herself. This desire is complemented by the fact that Max is an excellent amateur photographer. As you can see from his e-mail message above, he and Asia will be providing many of the photos you will see in the html version of Asia's Fantasy. They are unedited. The first two of these are the story's lead illustrations seen in the html version of the story. I don't think it's necessary for me to stress her sensuous beauty as it is more than obvious. Since Asia has not yet had sex with other men, the photos depicting hardcore sex will be of models from the net.

I hope all of you enjoy "Asia's Fantasy" just half as much as we enjoyed bringing Asia's and Max's desires to life in the story. When she finally does become a hotwife, perhaps we can write a sequel with the actual photos showing her initiation and hotwife activities.... Max, Asia, RLM

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Maid Service:

Mason Brintel waiting impatiently in his study for the latest applicant for the maid's job to arrive. He had already interviewed 5 different women but had found none of them acceptable. Two were overweight, one to the point of obesity. Another two were too pushy about the salary, the hours, and the job responsibilities. The fifth one was fine with respect to the job, but she just wasn't attractive enough. He hoped that this woman... he checked the application form for her name, Asia ... was what he wanted.

At that moment, the front door chimes on Brintel's luxury Las Vegas condo sounded. He flipped a switch on the condo's intercom and spoke, his voice being transmitted to the guest at the front door. "This is Mason Brintel speaking. What do you want? Just speak into the receiver."

"I'm here to apply for the maid's job, Sir. I sent you my resumé earlier. I'm Asia."

Brintel smiled at the soft, feminine voice that came over the speaker. "So far, so good," he thought. "Oh yes," he said into the speaker. "The door's unlocked please let yourself in. Just walk straight through the condo. I'm in the study at the back."

The door opened smoothly and effortlessly under Asia's hand. She gasped at the opulence of the condo's interior. She knew that Mason Brintel was a high-level vice president at one of the city's most popular and expensive hotels. Nevertheless, the gorgeous tile entryway, the plush carpets adoring many of the rooms, the original oil paintings on the walls, the expensive furniture were breathtaking.

She followed Brintel's directions and soon saw him sitting behind a large desk in his study working on some papers. She tried to suppress her nervousness but had little success. She and Max needed this job. Although her husband was a talented software engineer, the economy was poor and his job did not pay as much as it should have. To make matters worse, she had just lost her job as a banking executive. Finally, Las Vegas was proving to be much more expensive than they had imagined. It was certainly a far cry from any city they had visited back in her native country ... expensive, exotic, somewhat decadent, and very liberal in its sexual mores. Asia smiled as she entered the study.

When Brintel looked up at the new applicant, it was his turn to gasp. Asia's beauty was breathtaking. Her legs were almost beyond belief, and the front split in her already very short skirt coupled with the 5-inch heels gave her a sensuous, exotic look. Brintel's cock began to harden as his eyes roamed over the Asian beauty. She stood beside the chair directly in front of his desk waiting for instructions.

"Oh, please excuse me. I wasn't expecting such a beautiful woman. Please sit down."

"Thank you, Sir. I have my references here if you would like to see them."

"Yes... yes, of course. Please," Brintel stammered as he extended his hand for Asia's references. She moved in front of the desk, bent over slightly, and laid her references on the desk. Rising, she smiled, retreated to the chair, and took the seat Brintel had offered.

Brintel's cock was now close to being fully erect. When Asia had bent over to give him her references, a third of her tits were on display and the enticing darkness down her cleavage had attracted him like a moth to a flame. He scanned the pages of Asia's reference file, but all he could think about was an image of his cock sliding between the woman's tits.

After giving her references some perfunctory attention, Brintel looked up at Asia with the intent of offering her the position. He had even opened his mouth to speak, but the wide expanse of thigh flesh Asia's crossed legs were revealing caused his words to die stillborn. They also caused his cock to rise to a full, throbbing erection, which the desk concealed, much to his relief.

When he regained his composure, Brintel offered Asia the job. Her response was immediately. "Oh thank you! My husband and I need a second income as we never expected Las Vegas to be so expensive. I promise to take extremely good care of your beautiful condo."

"I'm sure you will, Asia. Now permit me to explain the details of the job... the responsibilities, the hours, the salary, and the working conditions. I expect the entire condo to be dusted and carpets swept daily. Once a week, I would like for you to mop the tile and polish it with the electric buffer that is available. When I plan to be home, I expect you to prepare the meals for me and my guests as well as for yourself. Each day, you will make the beds, change the linens, if necessary, and from time to time, clean the kitchen and bathroom. I am aware that I require a great deal of work and a lot of your time, but the job pays $1,000 per week with raises for excellent performance. There will also be many opportunities for you enhance your salary by additional services, but those details can wait. Do you have any questions?"

Asia was stunned. The salary was $52,000 per year. Max had hoped that she could make $30,000 to $35,000 per year. He would be elated! Aloud, she said, "No Sir. No questions. I promise to do a very good job for you. Please inform me if you find any of my services unsatisfactory so I can make appropriate changes. I guess I do have one question. When can I start?"

"Tomorrow. Here is a set of keys to the condo and to various closets and cabinets to which you will need access. If you wish, you may use one of the closets in the guest bedroom at the end of the hallway to keep several changes of clothing as you desire. Let me know if you need anything."

"I will, Sir." Asia uncrossed her legs to leave, but hesitated to say, "I deeply appreciate your giving me a chance at this job, Mr. Brintel. I will certainly not forget your kindness." Asia waited for a response from her new employer, but he seemed mesmerized, almost transfixed. She waited, but he continued to stare. "Mr. Brintel, is anything wrong?" she asked.

The question shook Brintel out of his near trance. "No... no. Nothing at all. I was just thinking about some important business matters, Asia. I will see you tomorrow at 9 AM."

"Yes, Sir. I won’t be late." His new maid turned and walked toward the front door. Brintel couldn’t take his eyes off of her undulating ass. He was on the brink of cumming in his pants. When she had uncrossed her legs, he had hoped to catch a glimpse of her panties, but he had failed. Instead, he had seen her naked cunt. Asia was not wearing panties.
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Exactly one week later, Brintel was at his desk examining the entertainment schedule he had set up for the coming month at the hotel, but most of his attention was centered on his new 27-year old maid who was busy preparing lunch. Although Asia had turned out to be an excellent worker, diligent, efficient, and smart, none of those attributes had anything to do with the reason why Brintel had hired her, which was nothing other than her dark-skinned, sultry beauty.

In fact, Mason was deeply disappointed in Asia. She had dressed hot during the interview, clearly hoping that it would help her get the job. However, once she began her work as his maid and cook, her attitude and demeanor became all business without a trace of anything remotely resembling sensuality. In addition, her clothing had gone far beyond conservative to drab. In over a week, Brintel had not seen a hint of her tits or thighs, much less of her cunt that he had briefly glimpsed during the interview. Not only did she always dress to cover every square inch of her body, her clothes were all loose-fitting, even baggy, so they revealed nothing of her hot, sensuous body.

At the moment, Asia was busy preparing one of his favorite dishes for lunch. She wore baggy long pants, a loose-fitting white shirt that exposed almost none of her tits. To make matter even worse, she generally wore a long red apron while she worked to prevent soiling her clothes. Mason hated it.

"Asia, I'd like to speak with you for a few moments," Mason said.

"Yes Sir, Mr. Brintel. Let me put this bowl on the counter. It will just take a moment."

When she had returned the bowl to the kitchen, Asia respectfully stood before her employer waiting. "Please, sit down, Asia." After she took a seat opposite him, Brintel continued. "First, I want to tell you that your work is excellent. So much so, that I'm raising your salary to $1,200 per week."

Asia's hand flew to her mouth almost in shock. "I'm not certain what to say, Mr. Brintel. I never expected a raise this soon. You are a very generous and considerate man. Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet, Asia. Even though your work is excellent, there are some problems." Brintel hesitated, collecting his thoughts. "Asia, I'm not sure exactly how to put this. You know, I'm sure, that Las Vegas is one of the major entertainment centers of the United States."

"Yes Sir. It's a beautiful, exotic city. My husband and I love it."

"Precisely, Asia! Your choice of the word "exotic" is excellent. That's exactly what Vegas is... "exotic". You may also know that I'm the Public Relations and Entertainment Vice President for one of the major hotels in Vegas."

"Yes Sir, I know. That is a very responsible position."

"It is, Asia, it is, but please, call me Mason or Mr. Brintel. "Sir" is just too formal. It's not... eh... it's not exotic. Not proper for Vegas. Do you understand?"

"As you wish, Mr. Brintel ... Mason."

"Now, as I was saying, Vegas is an exotic city, and in my position as VP for entertainment, I need for every thing around me... every thing in my charge to reflect the exotic nature of the city and the hotel. That is particularly true when I'm entertaining guests of the hotel. I want every thing they see to reflect the beautiful, exotic nature of the city."

"Of course, Mr. Brintel. I understand the need for that. Am I not doing a satisfactory job of keeping your beautiful condo clean, spotless, and exotic? I can prepare more exotic dishes for your meals. I really want to do a good job for you, Mr. Brintel. My husband works as a software engineer, and he has told me many times how important it is to give your employer your best effort. I want to do that, Mr. Brintel."

"Excellent, Asia. That's just perfect! But the problem has nothing to do with your work performance... that's just outstanding. Don't change a thing."

"What is it then?"

"Well... frankly, it's your appearance. You're a beautiful, exotic woman who would do wonders to improve the ambiance of my condo if you dressed appropriately. In fact, the hotel has many, many positions that would provide you with substantially higher income but they all require that you dress sensuously and exotically in keeping with the Vegas style. I'm not speaking about a simple raise. I'm talking about positions that would double, triple, even quadruple your income. Do you understand my meaning, Asia?"

"I do, Mr. Brintel. Is it really true that I might qualify for a higher paying position if I ... if I ... eh... dress more exotically?"

"Absolutely! And remember, I'm the VP of entertainment. If I wish to make something happen, it generally happens."

"I know. It is the same in my country. Powerful, influential men can make things happen. You are such a man. I can tell. But I do have three problems, Mr. Brintel."

"Yes?"

"The first is my husband, Max. He must agree. In my country, the husband is always in charge. The second is that I'm not sure I can be "exotic" as you say. I have never been ... eh... been that way. I have had no experience. Third, we do not have a lot of extra money, and the clothes I have are not exotic in the Vegas style. I'm very sorry to displease you in this manner, Mr. Brintel."

Brintel thought for several minutes and then sat down at his desk where he wrote out a check. "I can easily fix the third problem for you, Asia. That is nothing. Here's check for $3,000 that will allow you to purchase the new wardrobe you need. Take a week... discuss it with your husband... think about all the possibilities yourself. We'll speak about this again next week."

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Eroticism from the Internet:

Although Asia was not "experienced" as she had put it to Mr. Brintel, she was a woman, and knew very well what he wanted of her. Even though she had never been intimate with any man other than her husband, a woman still knows such things.

At first, she was shocked at his request, but the more she thought about it afterwards, the more enticing and exciting the thought became. Asia had seen most of the men in Vegas staring lustfully at the women, particularly when the women were dressed "exotically". The thought of them staring with such lust at her had her body trembling with excitement. She wasn’t sure whether she was trembling from excitement or from fear, but she knew one thing for certain... the thoughts had gotten her panties very, very wet.

While riding the bus to their home, Asia was enjoying her fantasy thoughts of being an exotic woman. However, she knew that such thoughts were merely day dreams as Max would never permit it. Mr. Brintel might be turned on by such exotic women, she thought, but my husband would surely be horrified by the very thought. In fact, Asia knew that she would never have the nerve to even tell him about Mr. Brintel’s comments or about his $3,000 check in her handbag.

The bus let Asia off at the corner, four houses up the street from their home. When she reached the yard, she noticed that Max had not taken the empty garbage cans back inside the garage. They weren't heavy, so she did the job for him. Once there, it was more convenient to enter via the connecting door to the kitchen rather than walk around the house to enter through the front door as she usually did.

When Asia entered the den from the kitchen, she saw Max sitting at his computer. He was completely engrossed in what he was doing and was obviously unaware of Asia’s presence. She started to say "Hi", but at that moment, her husband shifted his body slightly allowing her to see the screen, which was filled with text and a photo of a naked woman wearing nothing but high heels. Her legs were spread wide, and she was holding her pussy open with her fingers. Asia was shocked when she realized that Max was reading some illustrated, pornographic story from the net.

Moving back into the concealment of the kitchen, she continued to watch. It wasn’t long before she saw Max’s arm moving frantically up and down... he wasn't just reading the story, he was masturbating furiously as he read and stared at the image of the naked woman on the screen. When he leaned back in his chair, she saw that his penis was hard... very hard... the mushroom head swollen with fluid leaking from the tip. His organ throbbed harder as his hand moved faster and faster.


As quietly as possible, Asia went back to the garage and walked around to the front of the house. After waiting for ten minutes, she opened the front door and called out in a loud voice, "Hello, Honey. I'm home!" By the time she reached the den, Max had closed the web site he had been watching and was now looking at the day's stock reports.

During dinner that evening, Asia told her husband about landing the job as Mr. Brintel’s maid. "That’s wonderful, Darling. The money will certainly help us afford this city."

She was beaming with pride when she said, "I haven’t told you the best part. Want to hear it?" she giggled as she said it.

"Of course. What’s the best part?"

"The salary, Honey. The salary. Mr. Brintel raised my salary to $1,200 per week! I’ll have to work hard, of course, but just think of the freedom this will give us."

Max could hardly contain his joy. They cuddled together on the couch, kissing and pleasuring each other until neither could wait any longer. By this time, Asia was nearly naked. Jumping to her feet, she ran for the bedroom with Max in hot pursuit. She fell onto the bed on her stomach. an instant later, Max fell onto her back, pushed her legs apart, and drove his engorged sex spike deep into his wife’s eager cunt. They both groaned with the exquisite pleasure of her wet cunt throbbing around his iron-hard cock.

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The next day, Brintel wanted to know if Asia had discussed his suggestion with her husband. She shook her head. "Not yet. I’m still trying to get up my nerve. I’ll let you know, Mr. Brintel."

Brintel had to leave early for a dinner at the hotel, so he told Asia she could take the afternoon off. As a result of the unexpected vacation from her duties at Brintel’s condo, Asia arrived home at 2 PM that afternoon, at least three and a half hours before Max would get in from work. Immediately, her eyes fell on the computer. She knew she shouldn’t be spying on her husband, but she just had to know what he had found that was so erotic that he had had to masturbate.

Once Asia was logged onto the computer, she opened the "History" log and quickly found the site from which her husband had downloaded the porno story he had been watching. She didn't recognize the site's URL:

http://www1.asstr.org/files/Authors/mischa8/hotel.html ,

but she pasted it into her browser and downloaded the file. She stared at the screen in shock at what appeared.

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In bold face, red letters, the title read:

Sensuous Encounters - 3: Paula's Erotic Hotel Tour

by RLM


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For the next half hour, Asia read the erotic story of Paula’s hot adventures in a hotel in Vegas of all places. The more she read, the hotter and more excited she became. Before she had gotten very far into the story, she understood fully why her husband was masturbating as he read the incredibly erotic story and looked at the exotic, pornographic illustrations of the story line.

The wife in the story, Paula, was a beautiful slut who loved sex. Throughout the story, men were constantly fucking her. Sometimes, her husband, Gordon, knew that his wife was being fucked... at other times, he was unaware that she was cheating on him. Eventually, Paula would tell him, but instead of being angry and beating her, or divorcing her, or even worse, Gordon would get hard and hot. This always resulted in the two of them having incredibly hot, steamy sex during which Paula would have multiple, screaming climaxes. It was obvious that they both loved their exotic lifestyle.

Asia was beside herself with excitement. Her pussy was gushing fluids ... wetting her lips, her thighs, and the chair in which she sat. She began to masturbate and was soon having hard, intense orgasms. Not only was she in white hot heat, she realized that she was incredibly jealous of Paula’s freedom. She was enjoying awesome sex with a wide variety of men while she had never had anyone except her husband. She finger fucked her throbbing hole harder.

Occasionally, Gordon would have sex with other women, although that seemed to happen a lot less often than his wife doing it with other men. The fact that Paula’s husband was enjoying her sexual adventures as much as his wife was raised Asia's excitement to new levels. Before she was half finished with the story, she knew she wanted to experience some of what Paula was enjoying.

At this point, Asia’s dress was up around her hips. Her panties were lying on the floor, and her legs were wide open. She would read several paragraphs, and then have to stop and rub her throbbing pussy just as furiously as Max had been stroking his cock. Every second or third time she did this, her clitoris and vagina would explode in hard spastic contractions. Juices were running out of her swollen, overheated pussy as she brought herself off again and again.

At one point, the story became so hot and erotic, Asia began to have near continuous orgasms. She knew if any man had come into the room at the moment, she would have begged him to put his organ into her vagina and fuck her. As the scene unfolded, Asia moaned in heat... her pussy opening and closing as it convulsed in one orgasm after another.

Paula is alone in the hotel while her husband is away attending a convention. An Italian stud, Santi, is about to take her into a hotel room for sex. He has her tits out making her wait in the hallway while he unlocks the hotel room door. Asia’s cunt trembled in another orgasm as she continued to read:

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As he led me down the hallway, he consulted a small black book as he checked the room numbers. When we reached Room 972, he smiled and unlocked the door. Down the hallway, a man had just emerged from his room. He saw me, and I gave him a smile just before Santi pulled me into the empty hotel room.

Almost as soon as he had me inside the hotel room, I was being fucked on one the tables in the hotel suite. My soft moans filled the air as I gyrated beneath Santi's body. His iron-hard, thick, eight inches of meat slowly moved in and out of my widely stretched vagina. He had already made me cum twice and was now pumping me slowly toward still another climax. As he forced his cock back and forth inside my sex channel, I heard myself whimpering in ecstasy.

I was surprised when I felt him pulling his cock from the grasp of my throbbing vagina. Grasping my waist, Santi lifted me with no apparent effort and turned me over so that I was now face down on the table. My moans started again when I felt the cock pushing back into my pussy.

As the thick organ sawed in and out of my cunt, I felt oil being poured into the crease of my ass. His fingers spread the oil over my anus and one oiled finger worked its way into my rectum. With a hard cock pleasuring my pussy and a finger inside my ass, I groaned with sexual pleasure and raised my buttocks to encourage Santi to push in deeper.

More oil was applied to my ass, and the finger pumped me faster and deeper... twisting and thrusting until I was urging him to do it to me. Another finger entered and my anus stretched to allow it entry. More moans and whines of female pleasure filled the room. I arched my butt high and grunted when Santi thrust a third finger inside my ass.

Suddenly, the cock was pulled from my cunt. "NO... NO... please. Don't take it out! Please," I cried out desperately.

He ignored me. "Fuck your ass on my fingers," Santi ordered.

I moaned with need, but his fingers had stopped moving. They were still in my ass, but they had stopped fucking in and out of me. "Do it!" came the order. I obeyed by pushing my buttocks up to take his fingers deeper into my ass.

Without warning, Santi pulled his fingers from my ass and pressed the head of his cock against my anal ring. He worked it back and forth coating it with oil. Then he pressed it even harder against my back hole. For a time, my ass wouldn't open sufficiently to allow the thick organ to enter. He pushed harder and my sphincter gave way allowing the big head to sink into my tight hole.

Slowly, he worked his cock deeper and deeper into my ass while I screamed with a mixture of pain and hot pleasure. His rod continued to sink deeper and deeper until I felt his balls slapping against my clit. All 8+ inches of meat were buried in my ass. He began to fuck me harder... faster. My moans were changing to hot cries of pleasure mixed with grunts. My body was trembling as it usually did when I was about to cum.

An orgasm exploded deep inside my ass and spread to my pussy and belly. My uncontrolled wild cries filled the room as I rammed back against the surging cock screwing in and out of my ass. I heard Santi give a low groan then his body quivered as his load filled my back passage.

Asia's vagina and clitoris went into hard spastic contractions as she came again. The climax was so hard, she couldn't keep her eyes open. Her back and hips arched high off the chair as a series of intense contractions surged through her cunt. Juices from her throbbing pussy spurted out coating her thighs.

Before Asia had finished "Paula's Erotic Hotel Tour", she had had three more orgasms. The chair and the floor were both drenched. Even with this, her overheated pussy wouldn’t stop throbbing. Desperately, she moved to the couch. Yanking her dress up to her hips, she laid down on her back with one heel up over the back of the couch, the other on the floor. Thrusting her hand between her gaping thighs, she frantically rubbed her clitoris ... hard... fast.

When she pushed three fingers deep inside her erupting cunt, her ass rose off the couch and humped the air. "OOOHHHH Fuck me, Santi! Fuck my cunt with that big cock... Fuck my hole... Make me cum, Santi!" she wailed as intense orgasms ripped through her cunt, her clitoris, and her belly.

It took her almost an hour to wash every thing sufficiently to remove the sexual aroma in the room and bathe herself. By the time Max came home, Asia was in the kitchen preparing dinner. She gave him no hint of how she had spent the afternoon.

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Max had completed writing and testing the new software security program for the Flamingo hotel at 2:30 PM. With no work waiting on his desk at the office, he decided to take the rest of the afternoon off. He could hardly wait to get back to his computer and read more of those stories about slutty hot wives.

By 2:45 PM, he was seated in front of his computer typing in the URL of the website. When the page loaded, his problem was selecting which of the stories to read. There were so many it was hard to choose. After reading the short synopses of several stories, he selected one entitled "Hot Married Pussy" and downloaded it.

The title page showed a photo of a sexy blonde with a young man behind her reaching around and cupping both of her large tits. The caption beneath the photo read, "The young man learns that Hot Married Pussy is the best." Max's cock was already hard, and he hadn't yet begun to read the story.

Fifteen minutes later, his pants were open and his rigid, hard cock was sticking out like a steel spike. The story was about a gang bang called a "Hot Married Pussy Party" at which the women weren't permitted to say "no". Four married couples and eight single black guys were involved. As he read the story, Max fantasized that Vicky in the story was his wife Asia. Every place Vicky's name appeared, he mentally substituted "Asia". He also imagined that he was the husband in the story. Max rubbed the swollen head of his cock that was already throbbing and ready to shoot. He was at the point where Gordon was about to fuck Asia:

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Moving downward, I slowly, ever so slowly and tantalizingly, pushed my tongue inside the oozing hole of her cunt. In... out... in... out... Asia began to wail and sob. "God! I can't stand it... aaaahhhhhhhhhhh.... can't stand it... aaahhhhhhh... fuck harder... for god's sakes... harder... you're going too slow... I can't cum... please!!"

I pushed my arms under the moaning woman's legs and lifted them into the air. When I moved into her sex saddle, she spread as wide as possible, pulling her legs even further back with her hands under her knees. Her cunt gaped open, juices bubbling from her excited, throbbing hole. Her nipples were so engorged and swollen, they throbbed and burned.

"Tell me what you want, Asia."

"Fuck me!" she gasped. "Please. I need it. I NEED COCK IN ME!"

"Again. Say it again."

"FUCK ME!" Asia screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Where?"

"IN MY CUNT. IN MY ASS. EVERYWHERE! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEE! GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEEE!!"

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Max had to stop reading and pump his shaft. He could only jack it a few times before his load threatened to explode. Not wanting to cum yet, he pressed his thighs together and squeezed the head of his cock to suppress his orgasm. "Oh fuck!" he said aloud. "That's so damn hot. If only Asia wasn't so conservative... so straight-laced ... I could ask her to be a hotwife, but she would never, ever do it."

Max was now leaning back in his chair, jacking off steadily as he continued to read:

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I didn't make her wait any longer. Pressing my 8-inch, throbbing erection to the hot, wet, pulsing opening of Asia's cunt, I said, "Is this where you want me to put it?"

She was trembling too hard to reply. Her entire body was shaking with female heat and intense, desperate desire. I shoved the head into her hot hole. Immediately her hips rammed upward to get more cock into her cunt. I assisted her in the effort by driving seven inches of thick meat into her waiting pussy. The mushroom head thudded into the bottom of her hole with a full inch of cock still left outside her opening.

"OOOHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK... I'M CUMMINGGGGGGGG... CUMMINGGGGGGG... AAAHHH, AAAHHH, AAAHHH... UGH, UGH, UGH, UGH!!"

"Shit! Look at her cum!", Max gasped. "He made her cum on the first stroke! Can you fucking believe that?!!"

Max didn't know it, but he hadn't seen anything yet. I pulled the shaft from his wife's contracting hole, and slammed it back into her even harder. The head hit the bottom and pushed her womb back allowing another half inch of cock to enter. Keeping my shaft fully embedded deep inside her sex socket, I flexed it and ground my pubic bone against her exploding clit. Max's wife wailed and screamed in another orgasm.

"WWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH..."

Asia's body shuddered, and then began to shake violently as she screamed. "I'm cummingg... ooohhh god... I CAN'T STOP CUMMINGGGGGG!" At that moment, her sex juices squirted out in a huge stream.

I fucked my cock relentlessly in and out of the squirting hole, her juices flying out, coating my cock, belly, and drenching the bedding.

"AAAHHHHHhhhhhh... WHAT A STUD! WHAT A STUD! CUM IN ME! SHOOT ME FULL, BABY. USE MY CUNT. COCK ME AND CUM IN ME!"

Now it was me who was groaning as I pushed hard into the convulsing female. My buttocks clenched as my sex gun fired. BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Again and again, I pumped one huge gush of semen after another into Max's wife. Before my climax had finally ebbed, Asia was cumming again.

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Max's hand continued to jack up and down on his throbbing cock... The big head turned purple. His back arched. "Oh fuck!" Max screamed. "I can't hold it! I'm gonna cum!"

In front of the computer, Max's buttocks clenched hard sending a huge stream of semen and sperm bursting from the wide open tip of his cock. Gush after gush of cum rocketed into the air landing in his hair, on his face, and all over his chest.

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That evening, Asia told her husband that she needed some rice from the grocery store as they were out. "Either go get us some rice, or there won't be much for dinner," is the way she had put it to Max. He got the message and hurried off to the store. As soon as he was out of the house, Asia was again sitting in front of his computer checking the history log.

A quick scan of the log told Asia that her randy husband had downloaded and read four more stories that week... everyone of them involving a hotwife being fucked by numerous other men. As she scanned the titles, she began to wonder if she should tell Max about her desire to be more like the hot women in those stories.

She did decide that she wanted to show off her body for her husband. Before Max returned, she had bathed and changed into a tight blouse, black bra, short black skirt, thigh-high stockings and heels. When her husband returned, he did a double take at his gorgeous, sexy wife. All through dinner, he couldn't tear his eyes away from her hot body. She had the blouse opened half way exposing over half of her tits. Max was surprised when he realized that his cock was hard. By the time dinner was over, it was like a steel bar.

Asia served dessert, and as they ate the pastry, Max continued to stare at his wife’s exposed tits.

"I think you really like the way my tits look, Darling. You haven't taken your eyes off of them since we sat down to eat."

"I can't help it. They're just gorgeous."

"I don't want you to be able to help it, Honey. I like for you to stare at me that way."

"Not nearly as much as I enjoy staring at you."

"Do you think other men would enjoy seeing them like this?"

Max's cock began to throb wildly inside his pants at that thought. He pressed his thighs together to keep from shooting off in his pants. "Any man would love to see your breasts, Darling."

"I wasn't thinking about them seeing my breasts, Max. I was thinking about them seeing your wife's tits."

Max's cock surged. He pressed his knees more tightly together. "Would you really do that?" he asked in a hot whisper.

"I've already done it, Darling. I let Mr. Brintel see my tits like this every day. He gets very hard... like you. You are hard, aren't you, Max?"

"Oh god, Yes!" How much does Brintel get to see?"

"At least this much, Honey. But he is my employer, and we do need the job. So, some times I let him see more. Do you think I should let him see my tits like this." Asia opened her blouse completely and pulled down her bra. Both luscious globes thrust outward. "Would it make you angry if I let Mr. Brintel see my naked tits? Or would it make you hot to know I've taken them out for him?"

"AAgggghhhhhhhhh... god... OOHHHHhhhhhh Fuck!" Max moaned as his load fired out of his cock, drenching his shorts, and making a spreading cum stain all over the front of his pants. He jumped to his feet to run to the bedroom, but Asia caught him and unzipped his pants. A moment later, she had his cum-covered cock out and was putting it into her open mouth... cleaning it and sucking it back to full erection again. It only took a few minutes to get her randy husband hard as a rock.

"Oh fuck, Asia. Let's go to bed. I need to fuck you."

"You don't want to make love to me?" she teased.

"NO! I want to fuck your hot cunt. Now! Come with me, woman!"

"Yes, Sir," she grinned and ran ahead of her husband into the bedroom.

By the time Max reached the bedroom, Asia already her dress and bra off. Since she wore no panties, she was waiting on the bed for her husband naked except for her thigh-high stockings and heels.

"Come on, you sexy stud. Get naked and get on the bed on your back so I can suck your big cock."

Max got naked and on the bed in record time. Straddling his face, Asia simultaneously lowered her mouth onto her husband's rigid erection and her wet pussy onto his mouth.

"MMmmmmmmmm... big fuck stick," she moaned just before she took him deep inside her mouth. When she felt the tongue pushing in and out of her pussy and flicking over her clitoris, she moaned around the plunging shaft that filled her mouth. Masculine grunts of pleasure and female squeals of delight filled their bedroom. Asia's ass gyrated grinding her cunt into Max's face as he thrust his hips upward pumping his shaft in and out of her mouth hole.

Suddenly, Asia's cunt exploded. Juices gushed out coating Max's face and the bed covers. The intensity of her orgasm forced her pull her mouth off the throbbing shaft. She wailed every time her cunt contracted in another hard spasm.

"Get on your hands and knees, you hot Slut," Max growled as her pussy continued to throb.

"Oh YES!" Asia hissed with hot anticipation. "Like this, Lover? Is my ass high enough? Can you see my hot wet pussy waiting for your big cock?"

"No. Not enough. Reach back and spread your ass open, Slut!" His wife didn't waste a moment in pulling her buttocks wide apart so her lover could see both of her hot holes.

Moving off the bed, Max pulled his wife's ass closer to the edge so he could get into her cunt. Asia lowered her head to the bed and spread her knees wide apart.

"UUNNGGGGGGG... GGGAAAHHHHHH." Asia's screeching wail filled the room as Max's engorged shaft drove hard and deep into her waiting pussy. Juices squished out of her hole as his piston filled all the available space. Each time Max drove his hips forward, Asia slammed her ass backwards. The dual action forced the cock into the hot depths of her cunt on every stroke. The head hit her cervix and womb sending electric shivers of pleasure through Asia's body. When her husband pulled his shaft out, it sc****d over her G-spot causing her to moan with excitement.

"OOohhh god... that's feels so damn good, Honey. Fuck it to me, Honey. Fuck your hot slutty wife's cunt. Give it to me... hard... deep... Screw me, Lover. Fuck my hot ass off," she begged just as her second orgasm engulfed her body.

Max was amazed. He had never felt his wife's pussy contract and throb around his cock like it was doing now. This was fantastic! And the way she squirted when he made her cum... God! She had never done that before either. And all the hot, wild sex talk. Before she had hardly said a word. When she had a climax, she moaned softly. Now she was screaming like a hot, wild whore. He loved it... he just fucking loved it!

"OOohh god.... that big fuck stick is making me cummmmmmmm... aaaahhhhhhh... fuck it harder, Stud. Ram my hole, Baby....oooohhhhh god... cumming so hard!"

"I can't hold it... OOHHH Shit.... HERE IT COMES!" Max screamed as his cock began to shoot thick volleys of semen and sperm into Asia's throbbing hole. Before the last volley had been pumped into her, the thick cum load was spurting out of her tightly plugged hole and cascading down her thighs.

Max continued to thrust in and out of Asia's cum-filled cunt until his rod softened. As soon as he pulled out and rolled over onto his back, his wife rolled on top of him and attacked his cock with her mouth. Sucking the entire organ into mouth, she licked and suctioned his shaft, using her tongue to rim the cock ridge.

After ten minutes, Max moaned, "Uummmmm... don't stop, Asia... you're getting me hard again." His hips pounded upward fucking his cock in and out of her mouth and throat.

"UUggh.... stop.. UGH! STOP! you hot witch."

Pulling off his now throbbing, engorged rod, Asia asked meekly, "Do you not wish to cum in your wife's mouth, Darling? Or would you prefer to shoot in her pussy?"

"Neither... I wish to use your hot cunt."

"Oh yes! Darling. Please... in my cunt... in you slutty wife's wet, hot cunt."

With one smooth motion, Max turned his wife onto her back, pulled her legs high in the air, and ordered her to spread wide open. "Like this, Darling? Am I spread wide enough? Can you see my hot pussy?"

"I can see it just fine. Can you feel this, Asia?" His rod slammed into her hole all the way to his balls. "And this?" He drove his rod hard against her womb brings female grunts of passion and more hot words begging him to fuck her harder... faster... deeper.

Abruptly, Max rolled his wife onto her side, moved behind her in spoon position, and drove his rod into her cunt. "UNNGGHHHH! YES! Like that! Oh my god... You're fucking the shit of out meeeeeeee," she wailed. Max's male ego soared to heights they had never reached before.

"AAAGGHHHEEEEEEEE... OOOHHHHHH GOD... AAAIIIEEEEEEE!!"

When Asia's orgasm had ebbed, she said softly, "Let me get on top, Darling. I want to fuck your delicious cock."

Max couldn't remember the last time Asia had asked to ride his cock. He rolled onto his back, his rod throbbing in anticipation. He was even more amazed when his wife hissed, "I'll hold my cunt open, Honey. Stick that big cock into me, Stud!" She reached back, pulled herself open, and Max drove his sex spike up into her waiting hole. "AAAAAHHHHH... YES! That's where I want that big prick!"

As she slowly... sensuously pumped her pussy up and down the entire length of his cock, she leaned forward and whispered. "I know you've been reading porno stories on the internet about hot wives who fuck a lot of men." She felt Max's body go rigid beneath her. "Don't worry, Darling. I've been reading the same stories, and they get me so hot, I end up masturbating over and over."

She felt her husband's cock jerk and then swell inside her pussy. A moment later, he grabbed her hips and began fucking her harder. "It really turns you on to imagine that I'm fucking a lot of other men while you watch or participate, doesn't it?" He fucked her harder still. "It gets your cock hard... really hard... doesn't it. So hard you have jack off just like I have to rub my clit. Isn't that right, Honey?" Asia moved her cunt harder and faster on her husband's now throbbing shaft.

"Yes..yes, I got hard... very, very hard," he moaned.

"Sexy pervert," Asia said with a smile as she squeezed his jerking cock with her vaginal muscles.

"Didn't reading those stories get you wet and hot?" he asked nervously?

"Very wet... very hot, Darling. I masturbated several times every time I read one."

"Would you... would you... I mean... well... "

"Yes? Would I what?" she hissed as her pussy squeezed his cock even harder.

"Would you actually do it? Does the thought of fucking other men really turn you on, Asia?"

"Oh yes. It's a very hot thought. It excites you too, doesn't it?"

"You know it does."

"From the way your cock is pulsing and throbbing inside my cunt, I'm pretty certain that the thought really turns you on... big time."

"Do you want to do it? I mean, actually do it?"

"You know that Mr. Brintel wants to fuck me, don't you, Darling?" Asia felt his cock jerk even harder inside her hole. Even though Max had already cum three times, he was on the verge of shooting another load into his wife. That had never, ever happened before.

"He wants me to dress "exotically" as he puts it so he will enjoy it more when he sinks his cock into your wife's cunt, Darling." Max's cock throbbed hard. He began to thrust upward as Asia's cunt milked his rod.

"Since I'm working in his condo at least four hours a day, he will have a lot of time to fuck me every day... I think he will take me as soon as I arrive in the morning... probably after conducting a panty check to be certain that I'm not wearing any panties, like he ordered."

Max groaned and pumped hard into the hot cunt throbbing around his embedded prick. He grunted in his fuck need.

"Do you want me to let him fuck me?" Asia asked leaning closer and dangling her tits right in front of her husband's face.

"Yesss... oh YES! Let him fuck you. But you have to tell me about it... Every detail!"

"Of course, Darling. Is there anything else you want me to do?"

"Oh god! Would you do more than one? Would you fuck several men at the same time while I watch... with none of them knowing that I'm your husband?"

The awesome image of a dozen men using their rigid, hard cocks in her... over and over... had Asia exploding around Max's cock again and again and again.... of course, in her mind, it wasn't his cock, but those of other men using her cunt ... screwing her ... fucking her.

"AAAAHHHHHH... I CUM! OOOOHHHHHHH! UUGGHHH! I CUM! I CUM! I CUM!"

In the midst of her convulsive orgasms, Asia felt her husband's cock jerking and throbbing inside her cunt... pumping his load into his slutty wife.


Later, as the couple cuddled up together, they couldn't stop talking about their newly found sexual freedoms.

"My second fucking of the day will probably be around noon, Darling ... and then once more before I'm allowed to leave for the day. Will it turn you on at work to know that Mr. Brintel is screwing your wife two or three times a day?"

"Oh yes... I can't believe this. I've already cum four times and you're getting me hard again."

"Mason has many important clients and customers of the hotel visiting his condo... many are very high rollers... do you think he will have me entertain them with my married cunt, Darling?"

"AAGGHHHHH!"

"Jack off, Honey. Jack off and think about one man in my married cunt... another in my married mouth hole."

"UUUGGHHHH... AAGGHHH... PLEASE... UNNNGGH!"

"If he has a lot of guests, I would imagine they will be taking advantage of my married asshole too... don't you think so, Honey?"

"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH god.... damn! AAAGGHHHGGG!"

Max was shooting his fifth load high into the air. It arched over his head and splattered against the headboard of the bed.

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The Exotic Maid:

Max was still at the kitchen table having breakfast when Asia was ready to leave for work. He looked up at her with a sheepish grin. She knew what he wanted to ask, but wasn't about to give him any help other than some time to get up his nerve.

Max stared at the tight, sexy red dress his wife was wearing. The dress was long coming almost to her ankles, but there was a side slit that rose to just below her right hip. As a result, every time she moved, the dress fell away and exposed her leg up to high on her thigh. But it wasn't the side slit that made the dress hot and exotic... it was the fact that it was thin and transparent. Her black bra and naked ass were easily seen through the material.

"My god," her husband exclaimed. "I can see right through that dress, and I don't see any panties. Are you wearing panties?"

"No, Darling, I'm not. Mr. Brintel wants me to dress 'exotically', Darling. Do you think this is exotic?" Asia raised her heel up onto one of the kitchen chairs causing the dress to fall away completely from one thigh. She pulled it back from the other thigh letting her husband see her naked cunt.

"Oh fuck! You're incredible! I'm so damn hard, I feel like I want to jerk off."

"MMmmmm... go ahead. Jerk it, Darling. Does my naked ass turn you on?" Asia turned on the chair and thrust her naked ass at her husband.

Max frantically extracted his hard cock and began to stroke it. As he jacked off, he just blurted out the question he had to ask. "Are you going to let him fuck you today?"

Turning to face her excited husband, Asia grinned. "Well, when I asked you last night in bed if you wanted me to allow him to fuck me, I believe you said, 'Yesss... oh YES! Let him fuck you. But you have to tell me about it' or something like that. Have you changed your mind? If so, you had better tell me right now before I go to work."

"No... No! I want you to do it and then tell me every thing that happened. Will you fuck him?"

"I'll think about it, Honey, but probably not. I'm married to you... not to Mr. Brintel, but I will suck you, Baby. When I'm around, you never need to masturbate, Lover. Come here!" It took Asia less than two minutes to suck Max's load into her mouth and belly. Max's cock was still leaking semen and twitching when Asia slipped into a full-length coat to avoid being arrested and headed out the door to work.

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There was one day left in the week Brintel had given her to come to a decision about his demand that she begin to dress and act more "exotically" in a manner appropriate to Las Vegas. Although she still had not discussed Brintel's demands with her husband at the time, Asia had already decided to dress more exotically to make her employer happy. During her lunch break several days before, she had spent $2,000 of Brintel's check on a variety of erotic clothing at Fredrick's and Victoria's Secret. When she left for work the following morning, she took with her an overnight bag containing most of her outfits.

Now that she had her husband's blessing to have sex with Brintel, her body trembled at the thought that she might be doing much, much more than just dressing exotically.

After letting herself into Brintel's condo, she immediately went to the guest bedroom her employer allowed her to use and changed from her slutty red dress into one of her new black latex maid's uniforms. The uniform was simple. It consisted of a black latex French maid's outfit with white lace about the hem and top of the dress. The bodice emphasized her breasts, and the hemline just barely covered her ass. When bent over to dust or retrieve something from the floor, her naked ass was almost totally exposed. The only other item of clothing Asia wore was a pair of black pumps with 6-inch heels.

When Brintel came home from work at the hotel at 2:30 PM, he found Asia hard at work dusting the furniture. She was bent over the sofa with one knee up on the arm while she dusted the end table and lamp. With her sexy ass on display, Asia bore essentially no resemblance to the drab maid of the previous week. Mason's cock instantly began to harden as he stood watching her.

"My god, Asia. I knew you would be exotic in the right clothes, but I never imagined just how sexy and hot you would look."

"Do you really like my new look, Mr. Brintel?"

"Like it? Hell no! I love it! I just have to ask. Are you wearing panties under that short dress?"

"Mr. Brintel, you shouldn't ask a lady a question like that," Asia said blushing, but secretly very, very pleased. Even though all she had done was allow her employer to see her naked buttocks, she already felt like a hotwife. It was a delicious feeling.

"I know I shouldn't, but I also know that you are pleased that I did ask, and I know that you want to raise your dress and show me. Do it! Raise your dress."

"Do you think I'm wearing panties, Mr. Brintel?"

"Yes... I think you're wearing a thong. Eventually, I will ask that you not wear any panties, but for now, I'm sure you're wearing them."

Grinning, Asia turned her back to Brintel while still kneeling on the sofa. Slowly, she raised her black maid's dress. When it reached the junction of her buttocks and thighs, exposing her sensuous ass and the dark crack between her buttocks, Brintel's cock got even harder.

"Can you tell if I'm wearing any panties now, Mr. Brintel?"

"Pull your dress higher, Asia. I can't tell yet."

She pulled her dress high enough to expose half of her ass. "Is this enough, Sir?"

"Damn it! You know damn well it's not high enough. Pull it up to your waist."

"Yes Sir," Asia whispered as she bunched her dress about her waist revealing the full expanse of her ass. No panties were in sight. "Can you tell now, Mr. Brintel?"

Brintel's pants were tented with his raging erection. Asia's ass was awesome. There was no sign of any panties, but she might be wearing a tiny thong with the ass strap buried between her cheeks and inside her sex trench. "No. I can't tell. It looks like you're not wearing panties, but the thong strap could be buried deep inside your crack and your pussy slit."

"It's not, Sir. Really. I'm not wearing any panties."

"I can't be certain. As your employer, I need to know if my maid is wearing panties or not. Prove to me that you are not wearing a thong that is buried within your ass crack and pussy."

"How can I do that, Mr. Brintel?"

"I think you know very well how to do that, Asia. You may not be experienced, but you're a woman, and I'm sure that you know how to prove that you're not wearing any panties."

Smiling seductively at her employer, Asia mounted the counter separating the breakfast room from the kitchen, again pulled her dress up to her waist, and spread her legs wide open. Brintel stared at her totally exposed cunt. Her lips were wet with her excitement, and as he stared, she used her fingers to open herself. "See, Mr. Brintel. No panties." Brintel's moan thrilled Asia and made her vagina contract.
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"Staring directly into his eyes, Asia asked, "Are you going to fuck me now, Mr. Brintel?"

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As Brintel swabbed his engorged cock head up and down Asia's sex trench rubbing her erect and throbbing clitoris on every stroke, Asia drew her legs back and groaned.

"OOHH! OOHH! OOHH! OOHH! Please, Mr. Brintel. I need it. AAAHHH! AAAHHH! UUNNGGHH! Don't torture me... Please. I NEED YOUR COCK IN ME!"

"Where do you need it, Asia?"

"IN MY CUNT, SIR. EVERYWHERE... ANYWHERE... PLEASE... FUCK MEEE!"

Brintel's cock head pushed into Asia's vagina. Instant orgasm! She wailed at the top of her voice as her vagina clamped down hard on its invader. Her clitoris danced and pulsed wildly under the friction of the hard shaft. Brintel drove five inches of cock into the howling female. Her legs shot straight up into the air ... rigid... her heels quivering in the air, curling back as her ass and cunt holes contracted in hard, violent spasms about her employer's thick phallus.

Brintel pulled his cock out of the gasping woman preparing for the next stroke into her wet, tight fuck hole. Snapping his hips forward, he drove all 7 inches of cock into her. Her ass rose to meet his thrust. Loud, female grunts filled the air when the cock thudded into the bottom of her quivering cunt. She came again.

Brintel screwed Asia steadily for 15 minutes forcing repeated orgasms through her body. Just when she thought she could not reach another orgasm, she felt two of Brintel's fingers entering her ass. She hissed... wailed... screamed... her asshole stretched... she howled even louder. The cock plunged relentlessly in and out of her vagina at the same time as the fingers fucked her ass. Both tits bounced wildly in response to the fierce shagging she was receiving.

"I am going to cum inside your cunt, Asia. Are you ready?"

"GGGHHHAAAAAAaaa... AAAHHHHHHHH... UUNNGGHHHH... MMMMmmmmm!"

Brintel grinned. I'll assume that means 'yes'. Three fingers plunged into Asia's now widely stretched asshole as Brintel used her throbbing hole for his pleasure. Squishing sounds filled the condo as the thick sex piston pumped Asia's erupting cunt hole. Asia felt Brintel's cock swelling and jerking inside her pussy. She knew he was about to shoot off inside her. Wrapping her legs tightly about his hips, she pulled him hard against her body and squeezed his rod with her vaginal muscles.

Brintel screamed, "Take my load, Asia. HERE IT CUMS!" Thick cum jets rocketed into Asia's waiting cunt hole. He continued to shoot into her for almost a minute. When his balls were finally emptied, Mason pulled his semi-hard cock from Asia's still-throbbing pussy. She kept her legs up, knees bent, as her lungs sucked in air. Brintel gazed between her spread legs at the stretched pussy from which a thin river of cum was now seeping. The hot bitch was a fantastic fuck and he knew that she had loved ever second of the screwing he had given her. He had no doubt that this hot woman would be available whenever he wanted to fuck her.

Brintel's cum load ran from Asia's stretched and well-fucked cunt in a steady stream. Asia's body throbbed with pleasure. She desperately hoped that she had pleased Brintel and that he would decide to fuck her many more times.

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Asia need not have worried about Brintel wanting to have sex with her again. The next morning, she had just begun preparing Mason's breakfast when he came into the kitchen with his usual morning erection. Seeing his new maid dressed in a tight, very short, white dress with red heels, he simply bent Asia over the kitchen counter and pushed her dress up above her ass. His cock surged to full erection when all he saw beneath the dress was a delicious naked ass and a wet pussy.

Asia groaned as Brintel's cock split her pussy lips and sank into her vagina. He hadn't pumped her more than a half dozen times when an intense orgasm surged through her cunt and clit. The hard cock continued to fuck into her cunt from behind. Asia's feet weren't even touching the floor as her tits were forced back and forth on the counter top from Brintel's hard thrusts. He gave her one last, hard cock stroke, and muttered, "Oh Fuck!", as jet after jet of hot semen spurted into her pussy. She felt the hot wetness of his discharge and began to cum a second time herself.

That evening, Brintel stripped her naked, and ordered her to mount his desk in the study. "Show me your cunt," he demanded.

"I'm showing it to you, Mr. Brintel," Asia hissed, already anticipating the fucking she knew her employer was going to give her.

"That's not the way a woman shows her cunt to a man. Jack your legs up! Spread them wide so I can see both your ass and cunt holes. Do it!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Brintel. It won't happen again," Asia moaned as she hurriedly pulled her legs up and spread wide open exhibiting herself to Brintel.

"Good" was all Brintel said before he moved up to the edge of the desk and nailed his thick cock into Asia's wet cunt hole. Before he allowed her to leave for home, he had fucked her twice, shooting inside her vagina each time.
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On Tuesday, Asia wore a simple, short dress, black 6-inch heels, brown hose with a white garter belt, but no bra or panties. Brintel's cock had hardened as soon as he saw her tits bouncing under the dress with her hard nipples thrusting against the material. When she had bent over to scrub the kitchen floor revealing her naked ass and cunt, it was more than he could take. Pulling off her dress, Brintel dragged a panting Asia to his bedroom. She spread her legs wide open so he could see her wet and ready cunt. Mounting her, he drove his rigid cock into her and fucked a huge load deep inside her throbbing pussy. Afterwards, he had let her ride his rod until she had cum several times and another thick load was pooled at the bottom of her vaginal pit.

On Wednesday, Asia was fucked only once as Brintel was gone most of the day taking care of business at the hotel. Just before she left, her cell phone rang. It was Brintel.

"There is a package by the front door. It's a new dress, bra, panties, and heels. I expect you to be wearing it tomorrow and nothing else." He hung up before Asia was permitted to say anything. When she opened the front door, the package was exactly where Brintel had told her it would be. Before she left, she put the package in the guest bedroom for the next day.

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Max's Hot Wife:

When Asia arrived at work slightly after 8 AM, she went immediately to the guest bedroom to examine the package Brintel had left for her. It was still on the bed exactly where she had put it the evening before.

When Asia opened the box, she was shocked, surprised, and sexually excited all at the same time. Just as Brintel had told her, there was a red dress inside the package, but what he had neglected to mention was that the "red dress" was really a red mesh that was mostly holes. The material was elastic and stretched so that it would mold her body perfectly, exposing all of it through the large holes. It that wasn't enough, the hemline was no more than one inch below the junction of her thighs and ass. Asia's pussy began to throb as she imagined herself wearing the slutty garment.

The bra inside the package was elastic like the dress. It consisted of two cups for her tits held together by a small strap at the bottom. At least half of her tits would be exposed when wearing it. The "panties" were no more than a stripper's G-string. They were pink to match the "dress". The only other item of apparel in the package was a pair of hot, pink sandals with 6-inch heels.

Asia took a quick shower, combed her hair, and put on lipstick to match the dress. She slipped into bra adjusting it to cover as much of her tits as possible, which wasn't much. The tiny G-string panties weren't going to cover any of her ass and very little of her pussy. If... no, not if... when, she spread her legs, she knew her vaginal lips would show.

The dress looked far too small for her. Except for the slutty holes, it looked as if it had been made for a 10-year old girl. When she stepped into the dress, however, Asia realized that it stretched easily... just like a body-stocking. It molded everyone of her curves perfectly. When she surveyed herself in the mirror, her pussy throbbed at the erotic sight. She looked positively whorish... There was no doubt that when wearing this outfit, she looked like a hot wife.

When she emerged from the guest bedroom, she found Brintel and another man sitting in the den. They had obviously been waiting for her. "Ah, here she is," Brintel said to the other man. "What did I tell you, Norman. Isn't she just delicious?"

"Oh my god, Yes. You didn't do her justice. She's hot and gorgeous!"

"Asia