Hi Guys,
The Cam Lover thought that you might want to read a lovely erotic blowjob story before going to bed, before the last day of the working week.
There are 2 parts to this story as it is quite long. In today's part that I am going to share with you contains the build up and the blowjob scene with this little hot Filipino maid that loved white cock. The quick 'Fuck' scene will be Part 2.
Please enjoy
Love from the Cam Lover
Brian drove the 36" wide mower up the ramp on onto the trailer attached to the back of his pickup truck. He cut the engine and wiped the sweat from his face with a clean rag. He couldn't remember when it was so damned hot. He tipped his hat back on his head and took the pruning sheers and weed wacker out of the back. He still had at least another hour of work before he was done here, and he was out of water.
Fifteen minutes later, he'd had it. He went to the back door of the main house and rang the bell. He'd seen servants around the house before and only hoped that someone was home today.
The door opened; he felt the cool rush of air conditioning blast his face, chest, and legs. The breeze was soothing and he hoped that he would be invited in while someone got him a glass of water. It was the young Filipino woman with mocha skin who answered the door that made him hot again. She was slender, but filled out her fitted uniform in all the right places. She had deep brown almond-shaped eyes and wore the slighted bit of makeup. Her shoes were sensible and black; her skirt was much shorter than was practical. Her smile was bright and wide and inviting.
"May I help you?" she asked.
"I'm Brian, the lawn guy, and I was hoping that you might be able to get me a glass of water. It's hot out here." He could barely control his cock; his dirty mind raced. Brian imagined him getting her alone in the cabana, bending her over the back of a chaise lounge and fucking her sweet, dark pussy from behind.
"Come in," she said as she opened the door.
Despite the frosty inside of the house, his cock was pushing hard against his cutoffs. All of a sudden, going commando didn't seem like such a great idea; his cock threatened to pop out the shortened leg when he reached into his pocket and grabbed his stiff shaft.
"Please wait here. I'll get you a glass of ice water. Would you like a slice of lemon?"
"Sure."
The maid smiled, turned and walked away. Each step she took, each wiggle of her ass, made the blood pound in his head. He looked down and saw the grass clippings and dust stuck to his sweaty skin and hair. Damned, he thought. If only I wasn't so grimy, but maybe I can get her number before I leave.
The dry, air-conditioned air made his nipples small and hard, but his cock was hot and raging in his shorts. Alone, his dirty little fantasies hijacked his mind and made him hard. Brian wondered what it would be like to take her bent over the pool table that he was sure they had downstairs. Even better, he thought, what would it be like if she sucked him then rode him on top of the pool table.
She came back, walking down the hallway with a glass of ice water with a slice of lemon. As she got close, she dropped the napkin that was under the glass on the floor, but didn't seem to notice.
Brian took the tall glass with a smile and a thank you. He drank; she watched. When he was about half done he told her,
"You dropped a napkin on the floor," and pointed behind her.
She turned around, took two steps and bent over at the waist to retrieve the napkin. Brian couldn't believe his luck or his eyes. He saw garter straps attached to the top of her stockings and flash of her ass. What he didn't see was underwear. He swallowed hard and his cock sprung to life, peeking out from the bottom of his shorts.
She turned around with the napkin in her hand; there was nothing he could do about his cock without being obvious, so he drank some water.
"Thank you," she said holding up the napkin but looking at his crotch.
"No, thank you," Brian replied holding up the water but thinking about her taut, sweet ass.
The maid looked at him. She batted her eyes and asked, "Do you really have so much more to do?"
She took a step forward and slowly reached for his crotch. She took his cockhead in the palm of her hand then ran her nails up the underside of his hardened shaft until she reached his balls. He inhaled sharply. Oh it felt good.
"No, about an hour's worth."
"Care to wash up a little and take a break?"
Brian placed the glass on the table, put his hands on her hips, and kissed her. She tasted sweet like honey; her straight silky hair smelled faintly of lilacs. The maid returned his kiss gently and passionately.
"What kind of break?"
"I was thinking perhaps a blowjob break; I could really use one of those, plus your dick looks so ready. Maybe later we can have a fuck break too. What do you think? Interested?"
