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SMUGGLED INTO THE U.S. - PT 2 - I GET WORK AS A MAID, WITH BENEFITS free porn video
After high school I had joined a group that was being transported to La Presa, which is a small town outside of San Diego. It was done by coyotes, which I knew were bad men, but I wanted to leave Mexico badly, so I went ahead and joined the group. I spent the entire 16 hour ride in the cab with the head coyote – completely naked – sucking, jerking, and fucking him all the way to southern California.
FINALLY, we arrived in La Presa, and everybody was left at the drop off point. About half of us were taken to a small house in an old neighborhood, where we could stay until we found work or were picked up by family contacts. I had no family contacts, so I started looking for work. I could speak some English, enough to get by, but finding work was taking longer than I’d hoped. After about 6 weeks, one of the other ladies at our house said an opening for a maid had come available in the same neighborhood where she worked, if I was interested. I was definitely interested, and she agreed to drive me to the interview with the family when she drove into work the next day. She said she was happy to drive me to work in the mornings, but she worked two jobs and wouldn’t be able to drive me home in the evening, so I’d have to take the bus or get a ride.
The next morning she dropped me off at the house that needed a maid, then drove on to her job somewhere else in the neighborhood. As I approached the door, it was opened by the lady of the house, Marlene Jenkins, in a big fluffy robe tied at the waist. She stepped aside so I could enter, then led me to the living room where we could talk. I noticed that she was watching me very closely, looking me up and down, with a wry smile on her face.
When we got to the living room, she stopped me and said, “let me take a look at you.” I stopped and let her look me over, then she put her hands on my shoulders and turned me around slowly. I had worn a simple summer dress made of thin material, and I was a little surprised when, as she turned me, her left hand slipped from my shoulder and brushed my breast, while her right hand slid down to my ass. As she continued to turn me around, her ‘brushes’ on my boobs became gentle squeezes, and the smile on her face got bigger and bigger.
After about 3 or 4 minutes of this, she sat on the couch, but had me remain standing as she began talking about the maid position I was there to discuss. I knew enough English to understand and respond, but just barely.
It started at 7:00 am, did I have a way to get there in the morning….’yes’.
The day was over at 7:00 pm, did I have a way to get home….’no, but I will find a way’.
“No problem”, she said, “my husband, Don, can take you home in the evenings.”
She went on to say my job would include getting breakfast started upon arrival; waking their teenage son, Matt, so he wouldn’t be late for school; and keeping the house clean. I’d also be responsible for preparing lunch for her, when she was home; an afternoon snack for Matt after school; and dinner for the 4 of us, before being driven home by Don. I was surprised to hear that I would be eating dinner with them, but given the long day, it made sense. I was immediately grateful at how this was working out.
“Does this sound like something you can handle?” she asked, letting her gaze shift to my tits, down to my crotch for a moment, then glancing back up to my eyes.
I was ecstatic to finally have a job, so I stammered, “Y-Y-Yes, I can do it,”
She said, “Excellent. From the looks of you, I think you’ll be perfect for the job. You can start today, but let’s sit and visit a little before you begin.”
She showed me the kitchen, then got some glasses and poured us some iced tea. We went back into the living room and sat on the sofa. As she told me about her family, and asked me a little about mine, she sat close by my side, and slipped an arm around my shoulder in a sort of hug to ‘welcome me’ into her home. With her left hand around my shoulder, and her right hand on my thigh, she started slowly rubbing my arm and leg….gradually moving her left hand from my arm to my boob, and moving her right hand further up my thigh toward my panties. I was frozen in place as she gently touched and caressed me, and was not totally surprised when she became even more brazen with her fondling. I needed the job badly, and I’d been through much worse, so I decided in the moment that I would let this play out.
It wasn’t long before she abandoned all subtly and was openly massaging my left tit, occasionally tweaking the nipple, while her right hand was under my dress, rubbing my pussy through my panties, as she continued yammering on about her family, the neighborhood, and my maid duties. After several minutes of this, she leaned back on the sofa and opened up her robe, exposing her shaved pussy and heavy boobs, and said “this will also be part of your maid duties”, and she pulled my head toward her spread legs and already wet vagina.
I was caught by surprise, but had already decided to go along with this, so I allowed her to press my face to her dripping pussy lips, and began licking. I had never had sex with a woman before, so I just tried doing to her what I liked having done to me. I sucked and nibbled on her clitoris, while I slipped two fingers into her pussy. I noticed her clit was getting harder and sticking out a little further, so I increased my suction and licking, and quickened my fingers stroking into and out of her cunt. She suddenly grabbed the back of my head, threw her head back, and rocked her hips against my mouth, as she exploded into a massive orgasm. Her pussy juices flowed all over my fingers and into my mouth as I continued licking around her pussy, while trying to avoid her overly sensitive clit.
Slowly her breathing returned to normal, and she looked at me with dreamy eyes and said, “yes, you’re going to be perfect for the job.”
This was entirely new to me, but I was surprised that I hadn’t minded it as much as I would have thought. After she had enjoyed the final throes of her climax, she closed her robe and took me around the house, showing me where things were so I could start my work as a maid.
That afternoon, I met Matt when he came home from school. He was about 2 years from heading off to college, so I wasn’t surprised when his eyes locked onto my boobs as we met each other. Even with a bra on, my tits wobbled and bounced as I cleaned and moved around the house, and Matt seemed totally focused on watching them shake and jiggle whenever he was in the same room.
That evening I prepared dinner for the 4 of us. Then, after we ate, Mr. Jenkins (“call me ‘Don’) drove me home. On the way, I was not overly surprised when he placed his hand on my thigh, and moved it up under my skirt to play with my pussy. I kept my eyes straight ahead, which he took as acceptance (which I guess it was), and he slipped his fingers under my panties and past my pussy lips, finding my clit with his finger. As he rubbed my love button, my body started responding, probably helped by the pussy-licking session I’d had that morning with Marlene, and I started to squirm and rock my hips against his fingers.
I glanced over to see a growing bulge in Don’s slacks. Don noticed my glance, and he quickly unzipped his pants and fished out his semi-hard cock. It was pretty big, maybe 8” long, and very thick, and hung over the edge of the seat. He pulled my hand over to his lap and moved it up and down on his stiffening rod. I got the hint and began jerking him off as he drove with one hand, while fingering my pussy and clitoris with the other. After just a few minutes, I surprised myself when I felt an orgasm start to build between my legs. I closed my eyes and moved my hips against his fingers working my clit, and – still stroking his fully erect cock – launched into a tingling climax that made my legs tremble.
Even as I enjoyed the amazing sensation between my legs, I kept pumping Don’s dick, focusing on the head where he seemed to like it the best. He started breathing faster as his orgasm became imminent, and he reached over and grabbed the back of my head, pulling my face down to his crotch and thrusting his cock into my mouth. As he used his hand to move my head up and down on his shaft, he suddenly grunted and blasted a load of cum deep into my throat. Over and over he pushed my head up and down as he shot ropes of jizzm into my mouth. I swallowed all of it, being careful not get any on his slacks. He released the pressure on the back of my head, but had me continue to bob up and down slowly on his softening prick as his climax ebbed.
When he was done cumming, I stroked out the last drop with my hand and licked his cock clean, then shoved his dick back into his slacks and zipped him up.
He dropped me off at my house and, with a smile, said “I think you’re going to be the perfect maid for us. That was a great dinner, and an even better blowjob!” With a grin and a wink, he added “see you tomorrow.”
So my life as a maid in America had begun. The very next day, I arrived at 7:00 am and started breakfast. Then, as instructed, I went to Matt’s room to wake him up for school. As I stood by the side of his bed shaking his shoulder, he opened one eye, then reached up and grabbed a handful of boob with his right hand, as he stretched and yawned himself awake. He didn’t release my tit, but rather kept squeezing it with his right hand as he flipped the covers off of him with his left. He was naked under the covers, and was sporting an impressive morning wood. His cock was about the same size as his father’s already, maybe a little longer. As he continued fondling my tits with his left hand, he used his right hand to pull me closer, and placed my hand on his rigid staff. I started stroking his morning wood, as he pulled my big breasts out over the top of my dress, squeezing and slapping them to watch them swing.
After a few minutes, Matt pulled my tits toward him and began sucking on my nipples, as I continued pumping his prick. Surprisingly, my nipples stiffened a bit in response to Matt’s sucking and pinching. He kept at it for a few minutes, then closed his eyes, grabbed a handful of tit with both hands, then thrust his hips into my hand that was pumping his shaft. A ton of cum shot out of his cock, making a huge mess all over his stomach, my hand, and his bed sheet.
After he had settled down following his climax, I stroked his softening woody a few more times, then gave it a pat, removed his hands from my tits, and told him it was time to get up and showered…..breakfast was getting cold.
Down in the kitchen, I found both Marlene and Don at the table eating the breakfast I had made. They both smiled at me, with warm “good mornings”, as I continued preparing breakfast and serving them. When I finally sat to eat my breakfast, I felt Marlene’s hand on my thigh under the table. I knew what that meant…... As soon as Matt and Don had left for the day, Marlene took me into the living room and laid on the sofa. She opened her robe, spread her legs, and pulled my face down to her already moist pussy.
And, so….that became my life as a maid in southern California. Every morning my housemate would drop me off at the Jenkins house. I’d prepare breakfast, then go up to Matt’s room, where I’d wake him up with a handjob while he played with my boobs. After Matt and Don left for the day, Marlene would lounge on the sofa, open her robe, and I’d lick and finger her to orgasm before she started her day of charity work and running errands. (Eventually, this became reciprocated, as Marlene really enjoyed eating pussy as much as having hers eaten. On those days, she liked me to straddle her face on the sofa, with my pussy pressed into her mouth, as she used her tongue and lips to suck and lick deep into my cunt, and flick my clitoris until I came all over her face….all the time reaching up with her hands to slap and squeeze my swaying tits.)
In the afternoons, Matt would come home from school, eat the snack I had made him, and find me wherever I was cleaning in the house. He’d pull my tits out of the top of my dress, then pull down my panties and shove his cock into my pussy, slamming his prick into me over and over until he exploded inside me…..all the time groping and slapping my bouncing boobs. After fucking me, he’d usually take a nap or go out with his buddies, while I returned to my household chores.
Every evening, Don would give me a ride home. This almost always included a handjob, blowjob or a quick fuck with me straddling his lap – his stiff cock sliding in and out of my pussy – while he drove with one hand and fondled my tits with the other. In the end, it wasn’t a bad arrangement. They treated me pretty well, and paid me better than most of my housemates earned at their jobs. So, this might not be the best version of my American dream, but I had to admit….it wasn’t quite a nightmare, either. -->
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