A Maggot in My Mind Ch. 03

Juan stopped and while her ass was still sore he drove himself into her vagina without warning. She gasped as she felt him slide in deep and the head of his penis drove against her cervix. He demanded from her and in the whirl of emotions that ran through her confused head she realised that her hot little cunt had been ready for him.

"That's it my little whore, take it from a man who knows how to quench that thirst you have." Marie was triumphant as she held on to Sara and watched her face distort in shame, fear, longing and ecstasy. As Juan continued to pound into her Marie leant forward and kissed Sara who opened her eyes and turned her head towards Marie. As their lips approached Sara opened her mouth and let Marie's tongue invade her. She moaned in pleasure as her lips shrank tight around the invading tongue. She was caught between brother and sister, being used by both. She knew she should not have allowed this to happen, she should not have actively participated in these sexual games, but as she succumbed her fear grew and her sexual excitement grew with it. It would not be long before she reached her first orgasm.

As she allowed herself to be overwhelmed by her orgasm, she gripped Juan's penis inside her willing him on, and in response he groaned and released his seed deep within her. Sara gasped and groaned as another orgasm rose up within her. She felt the hot gush hit her cervix and was strangely satisfied. She slumped back onto the table and felt the release on her arms. Marie was threading her fingers through Sara's hair. She was tender and caring and Sara felt a calmness and satisfaction settle over her, totally inappropriate to her predicament. Marie was whispering words of encouragement and approval to Sara as she helped her to kneel on the floor. Marie sat in front of her, wearing Sara's clothes, and opening her legs wide. Sara could see she had removed her panties and she felt Marie's hands on the back of her head guiding her up under her own skirt towards the now familiar cunt that awaited her tongue. She thought vaguely that she must not crease the fabric as her face crashed against Marie's opening. Her head was held firmly there as she licked and nibbled at her clitoris that already protruded in anticipation. The pressure at the back of her head evaporated as Marie lost herself, but Sara continued to excite her maid. It was a challenge to her, and one she seemed only too ready to rise to. In a detached way Sara could feel Juan's seed dripping from her own cunt and onto the sitting room carpet as she continued to kneel before Marie.

"Let's go upstairs. I want to fuck you in your own bed."

Sara had recovered herself and had served them both more beers and had tidied up the sitting room after their adventure. She no longer felt rebellious about being treated as their servant, somehow it was all part of the game, and that was how she managed to deal with it. This was only a game, and would not invade her life. She would not allow herself to question that assumption, at least not right now. Juan had made her bend over a number of times to pick things up from the floor that he dropped, and Sara felt some strange satisfaction at his eagerness to see her exposed behind, still sore from his scolding. He had also made her kneel on the floor next to the TV, her hands behind her head and knees spread so that he and Marie could watch TV and look at her subservience to them at the same time. Sara had enjoyed these games too, in a detached way. She was exhilarated by their game and eager to please them while it lasted. She wanted to arouse their desire, it was a victory for her if she made them succumb and have sex with her. So she smiled as Juan made his suggestion and she led them upstairs. She knelt on the bed. Marie told her to face the wall, put her head down and stick her ass in the air. Having complied with this Sara then pulled her skirt back up and locked her fingers into the elastic of her panties. She pulled them down slowly and sensuously. She imagined what the sight of her sore ass cheeks being slowly revealed and offered to her inspectors would arouse in them. She pictured the scene as if she were a spectator, the wife dropping her panties and offering herself to them on her own bed in her own home. Being made to do it. She slipped her panties under her knees and they were off.

"That was great. I got it all."

Marie walked round. She had found the camera and taken a little movie of Sara's performance. Sara felt the heat rise in her cheeks and her heart quicken.

The front door slammed as the tangle of bodies slumped on the bed. "Honey I'm home!" Tom's voice echoed around in her head as she was shaken out of the stupor of her orgasm. She suddenly realised that she was dressed in the maid's uniform, with Marie wearing her clothes, and her brother sunk deep in her vagina on their bed. She leaped to her feet as all three sprung into action.

Tom wandered into the kitchen. He could here Sara moving about upstairs as he prepared himself a drink. It had been hard work at the office and he somewhat resented being made to work over the weekend and abandon his wife. He climbed the stairs and wandered into the bathroom. Sara was in the shower. "Hi Honey." She called through the gush of falling water. "Did you get your work done?"

"Yes but we will have some more weekend sessions ahead. It seems that Ricky has some grand plans for the group." Tom sat on the toilet and looked at the stunning shape of his wife partially obscured through the curtain. He was beginning to feel horny just looking at her.

"I wont be long" she called.

Tom went into the bedroom, but didn't hear the quiet click of the front door as Marie and Juan made their escape.

"Honey, you changing the bedclothes again today? I thought you had Marie put clean sheets on yesterday?"

"Really? I must have forgotten. When I saw them I just decided to sweep them up into the wash basket."

"Doesn't Marie do that? She was here today wasn't she?"

"Oh.. er yes, that's what I meant. I asked Marie to change the bed linen."

"But surely she remember that she had just changed them, didn't she? You and Marie can be so scatty at times!"

Sara sighed deeply and leant against the wall of the shower. She allowed the hot water to cascade off of her, washing away the strain that she felt. Her heart was pounding from the exhilaration of near discovery and the jolt of fear she had felt as she dived into the shower to wash away the sperm of another man while her husband watched her dimly through the frosting of the curtain, innocently admiring her wanton body.