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"Did it make you wet when you thought about my face between your legs?"
"Mmm-hmm," Luna nodded.
"Spread your legs for me, baby. Let me feel what I've been dreaming about these last few hours."
Luna fanned her legs halfway apart, and I lifted myself up to position myself in her crevasse.
"God," I grunted, kissing my way up the inside of her thighs. "You smell exquisite. What is that perfume you're wearing, anyway?"
"Black Opium, by Yves Saint Laurent," she said.
"How perfect," I purred, peering at her dark labia framed by the thick patch of black hair resting on top of her pubis. "Let me smell your flower."
I pulled myself closer to her opening, then breathed in her perfume through my nostrils.
"You could attract any manner of pollinator with that heavenly scent," I said. "I feel lucky to be the first one to kiss you here."
"Yes," Luna panted, lifting her pelvis off the mattress. "Lick my pussy. Taste my nectar."
Normally, I would have teased her a little longer to build up her excitement, but I didn't need any further invitation. I lowered my head and enveloped her glistening jewel in my mouth, feeling her pubic hair brushing against my forehead. She tasted as sweet as honey, and I paused for a long moment, sucking her juices into my mouth. Luna groaned and pressed her mound harder against my face, and I extended my tongue, caressing the top of her lips.
"Yes, Jade," Luca purred. "Suck my rose. Spread me open like a blossoming flower."
"Mmm," I murmured, getting increasingly turned on by the botanic metaphor. I guessed there was a lot more to this intriguing maid than just a pretty face, and I was looking forward to learning about her other interests and passions. But right now, there was only one thing on my mind. Taking her cue, I lowered my head and pressed my tongue slowly into her cavity. Luna groaned and placed her hands behind my head, pulling me harder against her vulva.
"Fuck yes," she grunted, gripping my hair between her fists. "Fuck my pussy with your tongue, Jade. I want to cum all over your face."
I was taken aback by her sudden raunchy turn, but her dirty language just got me more worked up as I felt my juices making a giant wet spot on the mattress between my legs. I grabbed the side of her thighs and pressed my tongue as deep into her as I could, then swirled it around in circles, tasting her syrup.
As she began to rock her hips against my face and grip my hair ever tighter, my roots started to sting, but I was so turned on by her mounting passion, I paid no attention. As she began to thrash her hips wildly against my face, I ground my own pelvis against the mattress, imagining I was fucking her with my cunny instead of my face.
Suddenly, she arched her hips off the mattress and wailed out loud as I watched her tits shaking like two melons in a hurricane. Her giant areolas stared back at me with their flaring nipples as I sucked her juices out of her twitching pussy. Luna held me tight against her vulva for many long seconds as her body twisted and convulsed against my dripping face. When she finally stopped cumming, she released her grip on my hair and flopped back against the pillows propped up against the headboard.
"Jesus, girl," I said, peering up between her legs. "You don't hold back, do you?"
"I guess I've been saving up imagining what this would feel like," she said. "Sorry if I got a little carried away. Did I hurt you?"
"Only in the best possible way," I smiled. "That might have been the sexiest thing I've ever experienced."
Luna turned her wrist to look at her watch.
"I've got to get back to work before I get into trouble. Will you have some more time for us to get back together between your business meetings?"
"Are you kidding me?" I said, feeling my juices dribbling down the inside of my thighs. "Screw my client. You're my new project for the rest of the week."
4
I arrived at my dinner appointment twenty minutes late, using the fee
ble excuse of a family emergency. But my buyer must have wondered just what kind of 'emergency' had put such severe knots in my hair and rumpled my clothing so thoroughly. But I hardly cared, reflecting back on the memory of Luna's hips quivering over my face. For the rest of the dinner, I barely heard a thing he said, as I nibbled on the red peppers in my stir-fry and swirled the red wine around my mouth, remembering her exquisite taste.
When I got back to my hotel room, I propped myself up against the bed's headboard and watched myself in the desk mirror while I fucked myself with my vibrator, imagining her looking back at me. I slept like a baby that night, then got up early to have a long shower in the morning. I wanted to be as fresh as possible when Luna returned later that morning to do my room. I kept myself busy fantasizing about all the things I wanted to do with her as I introduced her to the joys of lesbian lovemaking. But when the tap finally arrived on my door, it was a different-sounding tone that greeted me.
Hiding my vibrator under the pillow fold in the adjacent bedspread, I opened the door to see an older, frumpy-looking maid. I motioned her into my room, then collected my belongings in preparation for heading to the office. But as I watched her go about her duties, I couldn't help asking about Luna.
"What happened to the girl who cleaned my room yesterday?" I asked.
"We're assigned different rooms every day, so she's probably busy cleaning another floor. Was there something special you needed?"
