The Story of the Boy Maid

The Story of the Boy Maid
Chapter 6-Final Destination
By acolytemask

After David left, a strange mood was left in the house. Sure they were happy that Chris could now legally stay with them, but Dave would be coming by to visit, and that would mean more confrontations between him and Beth. They really didn’t hit it off very well, to say the least, but Shelly had at least been courteous with him. Amy couldn’t have been in a happier mood. She had always been skeptical at the idea of Chris being able to stay here forever, so she had tried to be as close to him as she could. Now Chris wasn’t going anywhere. He could finish high school, and go to college without ever leaving this house.

“I’ll get to work on dinner,” Shelly announced as she left for the kitchen. Cooking had to be her favorite hobby that didn’t involve sex.

“Great idea,” Amy said. She still had Chris in a tight hug and was rubbing her face against his like a cat.

“You two are adorable,” Beth said in a mocking voice.

“Don’t tease us,” Chris whined.

“What was that?” the strong woman asked in a commanding tone. She pinched on of the boy’s cheeks, and added, “Were you trying to tell me what to do, Boy Maid?”

“N-No, ma’am,” Chris said in a small voice. He was now putty in her hands.

“It sounded like a command to me,” Amy added in a seductive tone. “Maybe we should remind him of his place.”

“Good idea, Amy,” Beth said. “Hey, Shelly. Order out for dinner later, and let’s celebrate having Chris here for good.”

The redhead practically flew out of the kitchen as she said, “Excellent. I’ve had an idea that I’ve wanted to try out.”

“Let’s here it,” Amy said.

“You two come to the kitchen with me,” Shelly said to the women. “Chris, you stay here.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the Boy Maid said as they left. He couldn’t hear what they were saying, but he was already very turned on by the prospect of having sex with his three mistresses.

After about twenty minutes of torturous waiting, Chris finally heard Amy shout, “Chris, come down to the basement!”

The boy did as he was told. When he arrived down in the basement he found himself staring at an unusual sight. Amy, Shelly, and Beth were all dressed in black leather S&M clothing. Long gloves, girdles, and pantyhose’s covered portions of their bodies, and assorted sex toys were laid out on a table against the wall. Amy was holding what looked like a maid’s uniform, complete with a short skirt.

“We want you to put this on,” the blond said with a smirk.

“Um, isn’t that meant for women?” Chris asked nervously.

“It’s also meant for little boy slaves,” Shelly said. She was holding a paddle, and looking very excited. “Don’t worry, Chris. This’ll be fun.”

Having no other choice, the Boy Maid removed his clothes, and donned the maid outfit. Shelly even had him put on a pair of white fishnet stockings that ran up to his mid thigh. They made sure to include a pair of panties as well. Chris felt extremely embarrassed. Never had they made him do something this extreme, but he was their Boy Maid, and he was compelled to obey. Beth grabbed his wrists and tied them to the rope that was attached to the ceiling. With his arms pulled up out of the way, Shelly took her paddle and began to lightly spank Chris’ ass. The boy let out small whimpers, which only encouraged the redhead to spank a little harder.

“Oh, my god,” Amy said softly. “He has such a cute voice.”

“I know,” Beth added. “I’m really getting turned on. Now for my ‘medicine’.”

With a smug smile on her face, Beth grabbed a small unlabeled container from the table, and pulled out a tiny white pill. She walked up to Chris, and put it in her mouth. She then took the boy’s face in her hands pressed her lips against his. She used her tongue to force the pill into his mouth, and pushed it so far back into his throat that he had no choice but to swallow it. Beth broke the kiss, and walked back to the table. She then picked up a small tape recorder complete with a tiny microphone, and a roll of tape. The green haired woman then tapped the tape recorder to Chris’ torso, and tapped the microphone on his collar before turning it on.

“What are you doing?” Amy asked.

“Oh, come on, Amy,” Beth said in a playful tone. “Chris has such a sexy voice, so I’m going to start recording it.”

“What? Why?” the blond asked in confusion. “You can hear his voice anytime you want.”

“Well,” the green haired woman said, “the truth is I have a lot of friends who have heard of our little Boy Maid. I plan to introduce him to them, so I’m using these recordings as samplers.”

“I’ve been doing that too,” Amy said brightly. “I’ve got some friends at school who want a piece of him as well. I can’t wait to share him around.”

“Chris, dear,” Shelly said, stopping the spanking for a moment. “What do you think of all this? Would you like to fuck countless beautiful women?”

“I’ll do anything you want me to,” the boy said submissively. Shelly blushed. She had done a very good job training him.

“Good boy,” she said. She continued to spank the young boy, causing him to moan and cry out. “Stick your ass out more,” Shelly added.

Chris did as he was told, encouraging the red head to keep spanking him. The Boy Maid’s cute cries were arousing his three mistresses. Beth once again took the boy’s head in her hands and inserted her tongue into his mouth. Chris was blushing and breathing hard. His legs trembled slightly with each slap of Shelly’s paddle. Beth reached under the boy’s skirt and began to rub his throbbing erection through his panties. Amy couldn’t help it anymore. She started to rub her sex with one hand, and massage her breasts with the other. As much as she was ashamed to admit it, she was still incredibly turned on by the fact that Chris looked like he was almost getting raped.

After a few more whacks, Shelly stopped spanking the boy and said, “He’s got such a cute screaming voice.”

“I know,” Beth said, pulling Chris’ panties down to his knees. “Amy, can you get me the four inch dildo and the lubricant?”

“No problem,” the blond said, grabbing the appropriate items from the table. She hand them to Beth, who began to lube up the dildo.

“W-What is that for?” Chris asked, looking nervously at the fake penis

“Don’t worry, honey,” Shelly said, massaging the boy’s tender ass with her gentle hands. “We’re just going to show you the pleasure of anal sex.”

“Won’t it hurt?” Chris asked. He felt so small being surrounded by such powerful women.

“Only if you don’t relax,” the redhead added. She caused the boy to squeal slightly by fingering his ass. She was an expert at using her fingers. “Now, just stay calm, and don’t struggle, or we’ll have to force it, understand?”

“I’ll do it,” Amy said, stepping forward. She took the lubed dildo from Beth, walked around behind Chris. Shelly grabbed the boy’s ass cheeks, and spread them as wide as she could without hurting him. Amy positioned the dildo’s thick head at the Boy Maid’s entrance, and began to slowly insert it. Chris bit his lip, and groaned slightly. He tried his best not to make any noise, but couldn’t hold back when Amy starting twisting the fake penis.

“We want you to scream, Chris,” Amy whispered seductively into his ear. “If you don’t, then we’ll get the ten inch one.”

At her words, the Boy Maid let himself go. Every time Amy twisted, inserted, or extracted the dildo Chris moaned and cried out. His girlfriend was starting to get even wetter from the sight of him getting ass fucked. She felt so dominant. She pushed it in until it was all the way in, pulled it almost completely out, and pushed it right back in. She continued these motions, increasing her pace slightly with every thrust. At first it hurt, but soon Chris found himself liking it.

Beth decided to be more a part on the action. She fell to her knees in front of her Boy Maid, and took his 7” erection into her mouth. Not wasting anytime, she pinched the head between the back of her tongue and the roof of her mouth, and moved her forward and backwards. Chris was moaning in ecstasy. It felt like her mouth was fucking him. She used her hands to pump his shaft and massage the testicles. Shelly massaged the boy’s ass, despite the fucking Amy was giving it. After just a few minutes of this intense action, Chris came deep inside Beth’s throat, who swallowed every drop of it.

“Look at you,” Amy said to the Boy Maid. “You loved getting fucked in the ass. Didn’t you, you little pervert?”

“Y-Yes, ma’am,” Chris said in a weak voice. “It felt good.”

“How good?” Shelly teased.

“Very good,” the boy muttered. He felt so embarrassed.

“Do you want to get fucked in the ass again, pervert?” Amy asked with a sly grin.

“Yes, mistress,” Chris said truthfully.

Shelly untied his wrists, and led him to a square table with a cushion on the top. Without any resistance, Chris let himself be bent of it, with his arms and legs tied to the legs of the chair. Amy put on a 12” two-way strap-on, and began to apply lubricant to it. Beth put on a similar two-way strap-on, and walked over to Chris’ face. The boy’s heart was racing. Were they really going to fuck him like this? He knew he had to obey, but he also knew how this would feel. Amy pulled up the Boy Maid’s skirt and began to run her gentle hand across his ass.

“Oh, Chris,” Shelly said in a motherly voice. “You look so cute.”

“Can we make love to him now?” Amy asked the redhead.

“Yes, you may,” Shelly responded. “Just don’t move so fast you’ll hurt him.”

Amy and Beth then began to fuck their Boy Maid. Amy thrust her strap-on deep into Chris’ ass, causing him to cry out. Beth plugged up his mouth with her own strap-on. She couldn’t fuck him hard enough there to climax, so she decided to just make him feel what it felt like to give a blowjob. Amy was in ecstasy. The strap-on was being pushed back into her sex with every thrust. She grabbed Chris’ waist and pounded his ass like a man would.

“Oh, fuck!” Amy cried out. “It feels great! His ass must be fucking tight!”

“Come on, little boy,” Beth said to Chris. “You can give a blowjob better than that. Move your tongue around it. That’s it. Now, suck this cock properly, or I’ll have to fuck your ass next.”

The Boy Maid did as he was instructed. He was soon giving his mistress’s strap-on a very good blowjob. He couldn’t stop himself from grunting and moaning at Amy’s thrusts. Then the boy felt the blond increase her pace. She was almost to her climax. Amy grabbed the Boy Maid’s ass cheeks and thrust into him as much as she could, causing him to cry out. Was it in pain or pleasure? Then, with a sudden full body shudder, the blond climaxed and collapsed on Chris’ back.

Beth kneeled down in front of the boy’s face and asked, “How was it? Was it a good fuck?”

“I feel…sore,” Chris muttered. He felt embarrassed and humiliated at what just happened. Yet, because it was done to him by his girlfriend, he also felt strongly aroused. His throbbing erection was proof enough of that.

“It’s okay,” Amy said as she pulled out. “I’ll make it better.”

She crouched down in front of Chris’ ass, spread the cheeks, and began to softly move her tongue against the tender flesh. She soothed the pain in his anus slightly with her impressive tongue work, which she learned from the boy himself. He moaned in pleasure at her skill. Then Beth and Shelly went to work untying his limbs from the table. When he was free, he simply slumped down onto the floor. Beth and Amy sat on either side of him, and wrapped their arms around his thin body.

“You make such cute cries,” Amy said, rubbing her head against Chris’ like a cat.

“And you’re so hard,” Beth added, feeling under the boy’s skirt.

“Can I relax, please?” the Boy Maid pleaded. “Just for a minute?”

“Oh, alright,” Shelly said, walking up to Chris. “Lay on your back. I’ll do the rest.”

At first the Boy Maid didn’t comply, so Amy and Beth forced him to the floor. Beth held his legs down while Amy did the same to his arms. They needn’t have bothered. Chris was submissive enough to lie still, but it was a big turn on to his mistresses to hold him down. They seemed to have a fetish for borderline rape. Shelly positioned her dripping wet sex above the boy’s 7” erection, and began to slowly lower herself onto it. Chris moaned in ecstasy as his most sensitive organ was being pushed into the redhead’s tight, warm wetness. When she had him all the way inside her, she began to slowly ride him. She moved up and down only slightly, while moving her body backwards and forwards.

“Chris!” Shelly shouted. “I love your cock inside me! Just let me fuck you!”

“Don’t come yet,” Beth whispered into the redhead’s ear. “Don’t you want him in your ass?”

“Fuck yeah!” Shelly cried out. She lifted herself off of Chris’ shaft, and while it was still wet, slipped it into her asshole. The boy moaned in bliss. His mistress’s tight hole was squeezing his cock for all it was worth.

“Now turn around,” Beth said with a sly smile.

Without pulling Chris’ member out, Shelly turned around so that she was facing the green haired woman, who immediately pressed their mouths together. They pushed their large breasts together as they shared a very passionate kiss. After only a few seconds, Beth couldn’t hold it anymore. She pushed her two-way strap-on into Shelly’s sex and began to fuck her hard. The redhead was in a raging orgasm. She had Chris’ seven inch cock in her ass, while being pounded in the front by Beth’s fake dick.

“Do you like it like that?” Beth breathed. She was almost as turned on as Shelly. “Do you like another woman fucking you?”

“I love it!” the redhead shouted. “I’m almost there! Oh fuck!”

They both were very close to climaxing. Beth lifted one of Shelly’s legs and hung it on her shoulder, and began to roughly fondle her breasts. Both their mouths were wide with heaving breathing, their faces flustered with effort, and their eyes watered over with tears of pleasure. Chris felt his member being squeezed and pumped by Shelly’s ass. She used her strong buttock muscles to pump him with every thrust. After just a few more seconds, the boy couldn’t hold back anymore. With a small grunt, he released himself into the redhead’s body.

Shelly continued to milk Chris even after he came. She and Beth still had to come. The green haired woman suddenly pulled Shelly backwards, off of the Boy Maid’s cock. They landed with Beth on her back and the redhead on top of her. Shelly began to ride her lover, steadily increasing her pace. Their sweating bodies moved in one fluent motion. Beth grabbed the redhead’s hips and used them as leverage.

“Yes!” Shelly cried out. “Right there, Beth! That’s the spot!”

“I love fucking you,” the strong woman breathed. “No one can ride a cock like you.”

The two lovers kept up the pace for nearly a minute before Beth decided to change the pace. She flipped Shelly onto her back and began to pound her missionary style. Beth leaned forward and gave the redhead a deep tongue kiss, pressing their huge breasts together. Shelly wrapped her legs around the green haired woman, doing her best to hold back. However, after just a few more thrusts, neither of them could do it anymore. They came at almost the exact same time with cries of passion.

“Just like when we were in college,” Shelly muttered with a smug smile.

“It never gets old,” Beth replied with a similar look on her face.

“How’d you like it?” Amy asked to Chris, who was still trying to recover.

“I don’t want this to end,” the Boy Maid replied. He was smiling, and looked very cute in his maid uniform.

“I think that’s all we’ll need,” Beth said, walking over to Chris. She stopped the tape recorder, and removed it from his outfit. “Now for some pictures.”

“Um, pictures?” the boy asked nervously.

“That’s right,” Shelly said. She picked up a camera from the table, and added, “Now remove that maid uniform. Amy, get him ready.”

“No problem,” the blonde responded with a wide smile. She used a moist cloth to clean off Chris’ cock, and began to deep throat him. The boy let out a small moan, and ran his fingers through the girl’s hair.

“Okay, Amy,” Shelly interjected. “He’s plenty turned on. What’re you waiting for, Chris. Take off your clothes.”

“Yes, mistress,” the Boy Maid said, obeying her command. He removed the entire outfit, right down to the fishnet stockings. When he was done, Beth once again tied his wrists to the rope on the ceiling, and began to take picture after picture of his thin, blushing, sweaty body.

“That’s it,” Beth said, making sure to get every angle. “Now bow your head, and look at me. That’s right. Look at the camera with those cute eyes of yours. Okay, now stick your ass out more, and arch your back. Good boy. Spread your legs a little bit. I want to get your butt.”

“She’s pretty good at this,” Amy noted. She and Shelly were standing, watching from the sidelines.

“She wanted to be a photographer in college,” the redhead replied.

“Uh, how many more do we need?” Chris asked in a small voice.

“Just a couple more,” Beth said, grabbing a paddle from the table.

She held the camera in one hand and took pictures of his face while spanking his ass at the same time. “There, that should do it,” she added, untying Chris’ wrists.

“Look,” Amy said, pointing at the boy’s crotch. “He’s still hard.”

“Then let’s finish him off,” Shelly said. She loved sucking Chris off. The three women lowered the boy down onto his back, and began to give him a three-way blowjob. Chris let out a loud moan of ecstasy as his mistresses went to work on him. Amy used her tongue to lick him backdoor. She tried her best to do to him what he loved to do to her. Beth was running her tongue up and down the shaft, while massaging the testicles. Shelly took the head into her mouth, moving her tongue in tight circles around it. Chris let out cries of pleasure as the three mistresses worked his member. His limbs trembled slightly at the intense pleasure in his groin. After just a couple of minutes of this, he blew his load into Shelly’s mouth, who swallowed it with a smile.

“That tastes great,” the redhead said, wiping the excess sperm form her mouth. “Chris’ come is the best.”

“Looks like he fell asleep,” Beth said, and true enough, Chris laid on the basement floor, unconscious.

“We should go easier on him next time,” Amy said, running a loving hand across her boyfriend’s cheek.

“Well, I’ll get him to the living room,” Beth said, picking up Chris’ small body gently. “We can all sleep there tonight.”

“I’ll get the blankets,” Shelly added, following the other two women up the stairs.

When they got to the living room, the redhead brought in two large blankets. She laid out one on the floor, cushioning it. Amy brought in several pillows, which she set out across one end. Beth carefully laid Chris down in the middle of the makeshift bed, and the three women cuddled up to his small body after taking off the S&M clothing. Amy laid on top of him, Shelly on his right, and Beth on his left. The two older mistresses wrapped their legs around each other, bringing themselves closer. They threw the second blanket over them, and soon were fast asleep.

The next morning, Shelly was awoken by the alarm on her watch. She took a moment to admire the scene before her. Her three roommates looked adorable, cuddled up and asleep like that. She went upstairs and stepped into the bathroom. She reached up and pushed the grate off the air vent, pulling out a miniature camera and recording equipment. She had installed them the day after Chris first arrived at their house to get video of him taking showers. The redhead smiled to herself at how perverted she was. She always tired to keep a mature and responsible demeanor, but beneath her poised exterior she was a major nymphomaniac who had a fetish for attractive young boys.

After putting the miniature camera in her purse, Shelly took a shower in Chris’ bathroom, got dressed in her office clothes, and went back down to the kitchen to start breakfast. Beth, Amy, and Chris were still asleep. As she cooked, she began to reminisce about her life in college. She and Beth had been roommates all four years in Red Valley University, and had been sexually expressive since the beginning. Shelly wasn’t like that at first, but Beth was, and their close friendship only promoted that kind of behavior. Both of them were lovers and close friends. They had a great deal in common, and when it came right down to it, Shelly was every bit as sexual as Beth.

Amy was the next to wake up, feeling thoroughly relaxed. She found it hard to lift herself from Chris’ warm body. He looked so peaceful. She gave Beth a slight nudge, who woke up in a groggy state. Her hair was in need of readying, with brown roots visible. Her eyes were half-open, and bloodshot. She had always been a heavy sleeper. With a bit of effort, she stood up, threw herself on the couch, and began to watch TV, while Amy continued to keep her body close to Chris’.

The Boy Maid woke up soon after to feel the blonde’s warm body against his. “How are you doing?” he asked her.

“Not too bad,” Amy responded with a smile. “Are you still sore?”

“No,” Chris said, shaking his head, “but let’s wait a little while
before we do that again, okay?”

“Oh, if you insist,” Amy said with a cute smile, lifting herself up. “We should get ready for school. Oh, by the way. Don’t you have a friend named Alex?”

“Yeah,” Chris replied. “Why?”

“Well, you remember Katie?” the blond asked rhetorically. “She had her eye set on him. Do you think he would mind hooking up with her today?”

“I doubt it,” the boy said with a raised eyebrow. “What should I tell him?”

At this, Amy walked over to her nearby backpack, pulled a small key out of the front pocket, and gave it to Chris, saying, “Give this to him, and tell him to go into our special classroom at lunch. Just tell him a pretty admirer will be waiting for him.”

“Uh, okay,” Chris said, taking the key. “Does she do this often, or is she serious about Alex? I mean, I don’t want his heart to be broken, or anything like that.”

“I’ll admit she likes to have sex,” Amy said with a nod of her head, “but trust me. She is quite serious about him. This’ll probably be her first real relationship, so tell Alex to be kind, okay?”

“Got it,” the Boy Maid replied, feeling reassured.

He and Amy took a shower together. It was becoming the best part of the morning, second to Shelly’s cooking. They kissed each other passionately, while feeling themselves all over. They fought hard to hold back their carnal impulses, knowing they would be late for school if they didn’t. They dried themselves off, dressed, and made their way downstairs. Amy was wearing a sexy tight tee shirt and tight jeans today. It was true; she really was mixing it up. Beth was still naked, watching TV, and Shelly had breakfast ready. Chris’ heart jumped to his throat as he remembered his Boy Maid duties. He rushed to the kitchen, and began to set the table as Amy giggled.

“Why aren’t you dressed yet?” the blond asked Beth. “Don’t you have work today?”

“I called in sick,” the green haired woman replied. “I’m going to relax today.”

“God help us if she has to work,” Shelly said, walking in from the kitchen. “Breakfast is ready, children.”

“Thank you,” Chris and Amy said in unison. The four of them ate the delicious meal in just a fraction of the time it took to make it, which slightly annoyed Shelly. The redhead, Amy, and Chris left for work and school.

“See you later, Shelly,” Amy said to her guardian. She took Chris’ arm and began to lead him up to the school, forcing him to give a hurried farewell to Shelly. Once inside the school, the blond pressed her boyfriend against a nearby wall in the commons, and gave him a deep kiss.

“Amy,” Chris said in a startled voice between kisses. “Not here. Everyone is looking.”

“Good,” the blond said in a smooth voice. She looked so beautiful this close up. “Let them see how much I love you.”

At her voice, Chris’ defiance melted away. All he could do was lean back and try to kiss her as well as she was kissing him. Over her shoulder he saw other students gluing their eyes to their activities. After a couple of minutes of straight kissing, Amy removed her lips from his, causing a line of saliva to follow their mouths. They looked into each other’s eyes, which were watered over from tears of joy.

“Just remember,” Amy said, running her hand across the boy’s cheek, “you are mine and I am yours.”

“I know,” Chris said with a warm smile. Just then the bell rang, signaling the beginning of the first class.

“See you at lunch,” Amy said. “Let’s study in Mr. Joseph’s room. You can help me with World History.”

“Okay,” the Boy Maid said, not knowing how he could help a senior in class, “and don’t worry. I’ll give Alex the key.”

“Good boy,” his girlfriend said, giving him a light kiss on his cheek. “He’ll have the time of his life.”

The first class of the day was when Chris saw Alex. He had redone his hair, so that instead of a short afro he had corn roles. “What do you think?” he asked, gesturing to his hair.

“It suites you,” Chris said honestly. He handed his friend the key saying, “Here, take this. You know the empty class north of the commons?”

“Yeah,” Alex said, looking confused. “Is this the key to it? It’s locked normally.”

“Yep,” the Boy Maid responded, leaning in. “Use that key to get in. There’s something really special for you inside. Just remember, treat her well. Like a gentleman.”

“Okay,” Alex muttered, pocketing the key. “Uh, Chris, who is it?”

But Chris wouldn’t say anything else about it. He made sure to keep quiet, and felt a little guilty seeing his friend squirming around in the dark. During the next two classes, Chris got along fine, but Alex’s mind was going through an almost limitless array of imaginative scenarios. Who would be in that room? It was defiantly a girl, and Chris wouldn’t joke with him like this. Alex was still a virgin, but had more experience with woman than Chris had before he met Shelly and Beth. Was it that Amy girl? No, she was with Chris. Was it one of the hot teachers? Couldn’t be, they wouldn’t put their careers on the line for that. It had to be a student or a woman from outside the school.

Later than sooner, lunch came around. Alex nearly ran to the empty classroom with no windows. He tried to turn the doorknob, but it was locked like always. He took the key out of his pocket, which he had been handling the last couple of classes, and used it to open the door. Inside the moderately lit room there was only a bland teacher’s desk and assorted chairs and student’s desks. The only thing inside other than that was Katie, Amy’s good friend, sitting on the teacher’s desk, reading “1984”. She was wearing a short, pink silk skirt with a red tee shirt that reached down to just above her belly button.

“Hey, Alex,” Katie said, as he walked in. “Good to see you made it here. Lock the door behind you, please.”

“Um, okay,” the black boy said, doing as he was instructed. He had seen this girl in the hallways, and would be lying to himself if he denied wanting to have sex with her. “Uh, have we met?”

“Not yet,” she said, putting down the book and walking up to him. “I’m Katie Burg. What’s your name?”

“Alex,” he said in a nervous voice. He almost six feet tall, standing nearly five inches above her, but her confident attitude was taking him off guard, “Alex Marksman.”

“What a manly name,” Katie said in a soft voice. She wasn’t being sarcastic.

“Thanks,” he said, trying to recompose himself. “Um, did you, uh, want to meet me here?”

“Of course,” she said, running her hand down his lean arm. “I think you’re handsome, and I wanted to get to know you better. What do you think? Do you want to get to know me, too?”

“Uh, sure,” Alex said. “Do you want to start dating or something?” He was trying to imply sex, but also didn’t want to make that too clear. He didn’t want to scare her off.

“What do you mean, ‘something’?” Katie asked, tilting her head to one side in a cute fashion.

“Uh, you know. Just whatever,” Alex said vaguely. This was becoming difficult.

Just then, without forewarning, Katie reached forward and placed her hand on the boy’s crotch, saying, “Believe me, I do know.”

Alex felt her fingers massage his cock through his pants. He knew what she wanted, and he was not about to stop her. He gave into his masculine impulses, and grabbed her butt with both his hands. They locked lips, and Alex pushed his tongue into her mouth. Unlike Chris, he wanted to dominate. Katie didn’t mind at all. She gave him as much tongue work as he gave her.

The black boy took it one step further. He lifted up her skirt behind her, and began to massage her ass through her silk panties. Katie didn’t change her rhythm, so Alex assumed she didn’t mind. As apprehensive as he was, he could not stand it anymore. He wanted to feel more of her. He roughly pulled the back of her panties down below her ass, and began to massage the cheeks. They were smooth, warm orbs of flesh, which he had dreamed of touching for so long. Katie broke the kiss, causing Alex’s heart to skip a beat. This was it. He had gone too far. Now she was going to dump him before they even went out once.

“If you keep holding back like this, you’re going to come in your pants,” Katie said with a cute smile, taking Alex completely off guard. “I know you want to come, so just do what you want. I want you too.”

Alex let himself go. She asked for it. He roughly turned her around, and bent her over the teacher’s desk. He pulled her panties down to her knees, and began to rub her wet sex, causing her to moan. Katie loved this. She loved getting fucked roughly. After just a few seconds of foreplay, Alex pulled his pants halfway down his thighs, revealing his throbbing 7 1/2” cock, and shoved it roughly into the black girl’s sexy mound. Katie cried out as the soccer player fucked her as hard as he could.

He didn’t hold anything back. He grabbed her ass, not wanting to put his hands to waste, and pounded her hard. Katie’s sex felt amazing. It’s tight, hot wetness squeezed Alex’s cock, stimulating it. Whenever the black boy went really deep, he could feel the tip of his member hitting her womb, causing her to give a high pitched squeal of ecstasy. After just a few minutes of rough sex, Alex began to feel his sperm began to make its way into his dick.

“Katie,” he moaned. “I have to come. Oh, god!”

“It’s okay,” Katie breathed. “Just, oh god, do it. Fuck yeah! I have, oh Christ, birth control. Oh fuck!”

At her words, Alex let himself go. He shot his seed deep into her sex, and pulled his dripping wet member out of her. He wasn’t done yet, however. His eyes found her asshole. Alex figured she was familiar with this, from the way she acted. Without waiting any longer, the soccer player positioned his cock at her backdoor, and pushed it deep into her, causing her to cry out in surprise.

“What’re you, oh, doing?” Katie grunted as Alex pounded her ass.

“You started this,” Alex breathed as he fucked her tight crevice. “I’m just finishing it my way.”

“Fuck!” Katie cried out at his next thrust. “Oh, god! I’m close. Keep doing that. Oh, Jesus Christ!”

Alex pushed himself into her as hard as he could. He reached under tee shirt and bra and began to roughly fondle her breasts. This was amazing. He had never felt so good. Katie masturbated as the black boy rammed her ass. She had a slight fetish for anal sex, and his fucking of her pussy earlier had pushed her to the edge. After just a couple minutes of butt fucking, both of them came at almost the exact same time. Alex collapsed onto Katie’s back, letting his body rest.

“How was that for ‘something’?” he asked with a smug grin.

“Fucking awesome,” Katie moaned from under him. “Now let’s get cleaned up before class starts.”

Alex pulled out, and the black girl pulled out a box of tissues, which they used to clean up. As they did, Katie said, “Do you want to go see a movie?”

“Uh, okay,” the soccer player said, still feeling drained. “When?”

“Tonight,” she said, pulling her panties back up. “Meet me at the theater at seven. I know a good suspense flick that’s playing. Okay?”

“Okay,” Alex responded. He was dumbstruck. This girl had practically been raped by him, and she wanted to see a movie with him.

“Great, see you there,” Katie said with a smile. The bell rang, and the two lovers separated for their classes.

Chris, meanwhile, had simply studied with Amy, but it was more of a case of her teaching him than anything else. When the end of school finally rolled around, the two of them made their way to the front entrance, hand in hand. Just then, Amy’s cell phone began to ring.

“Hello?” the blond said into the phone. “Oh, really? Well, that would do it. Not a problem. Goodbye.”

“Who was that?” Chris asked as she hung up the phone.

“Katie,” Amy responded. “It seems that she and Alex hit it off perfectly. They’re going out on a date tonight.”

“That should be fun,” the Boy Maid said. He was feeling happy for his friend. When they got outside they found a strange sight. Shelly, Beth, and Dave were all waiting down by the redhead’s car. “Hey, bro.”

“Nice to see you again, squirt,” David said, roughly rubbing his brother’s hair. “How’re your grades?”

“Pretty good,” Chris responded with a proud smile. “My lowest grade is a ‘C’ in Biology, but I’m getting it up.”

“You said a mouthful there, cutie,” Beth remarked. She was dressed in her usual short cut tee shirt and shorts.

“Why did you all meet us here like this?” Amy asked.

“Well,” Shelly said looking for the right words, “seeing as how we are all pretty much friends here, I was thinking we could, well, just come along. You’ll know what I’m talking about.”

When Dave looked slightly frustrated, Beth added, “Don’t worry. It’s not sex.”

They all squeezed themselves into Shelly’s car, and made way for her house. It was a beautiful sunny day. When they arrived, Shelly told them to stay outside, ran inside, and came back out with a camera and tripod, which she set up on the sidewalk so it was facing the house.

“Okay everyone,” Shelly said with an exited smile. “Get into place. I want this picture to work out.”

“Why do you always have to do this?” Beth asked in an annoyed voice. “We know what we look like. Why do we need a picture?”

“It’s for sentimental purposes,” Shelly shot back. “Now scoot in closer. Beth, you be in the back next to Dave, and try smiling. Chris, you stand in front of her and your brother. Amy, you stand next to him. Scoot over. I need room too. Okay, this looks good. I’m starting up the camera right…now.”

Shelly quickly made her way behind Amy and Chris. All five of them stood in formation, smiling at the camera the best they could. The device took the picture, marking this point as the time when all of them came together for the first time. Unfortunately, Dave smile was misconstrued, because just before the camera flashed, Beth had reached down and grabbed his butt.

The End
Coming Soon: The Boy Maid Returns