Filipino maids provide excellent service.

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We have a Filipino maid named Melin, who is not yet forty years old, but she provides excellent housekeeping services.

I called her in and asked, "I noticed that you felt very comfortable after your massage yesterday, and you seem especially energetic today, so I'd like to try it too. Could you give me a massage?"

The maid didn't object and readily agreed, "Of course."

She then carefully massaged me, applying plenty of baby oil before placing her hands on my back and sliding them forward to my shoulders. Her delicate hands moved over every part of my body from top to bottom, a wonderful sensation. I lay stiffly, my muscles tense from the excessive tension and sudden physical changes.

"You're too tense, relax," she whispered in my ear, her warm breath even and gentle. I felt her hands rhythmically kneading my shoulders, sometimes lightly, sometimes firmly. As I became familiar with her touch, I gradually relaxed. I felt incredibly relaxed, completely exhausted, and drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

When I woke up, I called my Filipino maid, Melin, into the room. She sat beside me, and I placed five hundred Hong Kong dollars (about five times the price of the Philippine rupee) in her hand. She was surprised and asked, "Why are you giving me money?"

I said, "This is to thank you for the massage you gave us, my husband and I. It's just a small token of our appreciation."

She happily said, "Thank you."

I joked, "You can't just say thank you; you have to give me a kiss."

The maid immediately brought her face to my lips, let me kiss her, and then kissed me on both cheeks, asking, "Is this okay?" As

she spoke, she moved closer and closer until she was practically pressed against me, her soft body shifting in my arms, her fragrant scent filling my nostrils and reigniting my desire.

Soon, I felt her body heat up. She looked up at me, then lowered her head deeply. I was very surprised and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

She whispered, "You're so bad, you're bullying me."

I asked, "Where did I bully you?"

The maid said, "You bullied me there!"

That's when I realized that a certain part of my body had a primal reaction. And she was right there, how could she not feel it? I blushed deeply, "I...I..."

She slowly raised her head, looked at me deeply, and then closed her eyes. So, I mustered my courage and leaned in to kiss her left cheek. Wow! So smooth and soft. My mouth gradually moved to the right, and she kissed me too. Finally, our tongues intertwined, our lips pressed together, and our kiss grew more and more intense, as if we wanted to suck each other's saliva dry. We didn't stop until we were almost out of breath.

This was the first time I had ever kissed her.

I whispered to her, "Melin, I haven't had any pleasure in a long time. Could you please serve me?"

The maid asked, "How?"

I said tentatively, "Try it with your hand." Then I took her hand and placed it on my penis.

Before she could object, I continued, "Help me take off my pants."

The maid didn't know what to do, so she obediently pulled down my shorts. The shorts slid down naturally, and I urged her to take off her underwear. As soon as the underwear was pulled down, my erect penis sprang out, right in front of her.

She looked on in surprise and curiosity. I pulled her hand to touch my penis. She gripped it fearfully, her hands trembling with nervousness. My penis inevitably swelled even larger and harder in her hand.

"So big," the maid said. "My previous manager wasn't this big, nor this hard."

Hearing her say that made me feel proud and even more excited.

When the maid's fingers grasped my hard penis, I had a special feeling. She was only the second person in my life to hold that thing. As her fingers began to rhythmically stroke, gently stimulating me up and down three or four times, I knew I could no longer resist.

"Ah... ooh..." I cried out in intense pleasure.

The maid intensified her attack on my penis: "It's okay, you can ejaculate in my hand. You can get the greatest pleasure through my hand."

"Ah... I'm going to cum... ah!" Three ejaculations followed, a large amount of semen splattering like water into the maid's palm. The maid looked at the semen in her palm for a while, then happily asked, "Was that good?" before wiping her hand clean with toilet paper.

I looked at her with grateful eyes and said, "Thank you."

A few days later, my wound was almost healed, and I had to go to work the next day. I never expected that having appendicitis would lead to such an unexpected benefit. Today, I decided to have some fun with the maid.

In the afternoon, the Filipino maid came to serve me as usual. I gave her one of my wife's evening gowns and said, "Try it on and show it to me; I have a special performance."

The maid immediately went back to her room to change. A moment later, the maid, Melin, appeared before me, catching my eye. I looked at her closely; her current attire was refreshing: a deep maroon backless short dress, drawing my attention to her smooth, alabaster-like skin. She had been in Hong Kong for some time, and her skin had become fairer. She wore silk stockings with a subtle floral pattern, making her long legs appear even more slender. Her pure and simple beauty, combined with her simple, natural long hair, was perfectly complemented. Her features were already quite attractive, but now, with the makeup, she appeared even more stunning and captivating.

I got up, turned on the stereo, and walked over to her, saying, "I'd like to ask you to dance."

I put my arm around her slender waist, and she placed her hands on my shoulders, dancing to the rhythm of the music. Filipinos are particularly talented at dancing, and my wife's dancing skills are far inferior to those of our Filipino maid.

Seeing my distracted state, the maid assumed I was too reserved for formalities and took the initiative to create a more romantic atmosphere. Her delicate hands, which had been on my shoulders, now encircled my neck, her chest pressed against mine, her large breasts pressing against my chest. With each dance step, they swayed gently, releasing a sweet, intoxicating fragrance. I was instantly captivated. My breathing quickened, and the hot breath from my nostrils blew onto her swollen breasts. Peeking down, I could see almost everything except the nipples.

I was gradually infected by her passion and exuberance. My eyes were constantly drawn to her, and the sight of her smooth, white back, exposed as she leaned against me, was alluring. My heart stirred again. And my manhood, which shouldn't have been aroused at this moment, began to stir, gradually rising.

A primal male urge, uncontrollably released from within, surged forth, unable to contain its growing erection. It hardened inside, rising higher and higher, stretching my crotch into a bulge. The maid, already aware of my physical change, blushed shyly and smiled slightly.

Unexpectedly, she didn't seem offended; instead, she deliberately pressed her lower body closer, maintaining the beautiful position for several seconds, gently rubbing her genitals against my hardness, arousing my blood to boiling, making me almost unable to stand.

I held the maid tightly, our bodies pressed together, the scent of flesh filling the air, my lower body rubbing against her, ready to be drawn and unable to control myself. I wanted to take her right there and then.

At that moment, my wish was to find a hole in the mound between her legs, to let my throbbing penis, about to burst from my pants, burrow inside. I wished time could stand still, allowing me to continue immersing myself in this inexplicably pleasurable gentleness.

Unfortunately, time cannot stand still, and music cannot play forever. When the song ended, I reluctantly parted from her.

I took out a deck of cards and said, "Let's play a card game! We'll each draw a card and compare their values. If I win, you take off an item of clothing. If I lose, I'll give you 100 yuan. Is that fair?"

The Filipino maid, Melin, didn't object. In the first round, I drew an 8, and she drew a J.

The maid won, and I gave her 100 yuan, thinking that giving her a sweet treat first would prevent her from backing out later.

In the second round, I drew a 5, and she drew a 10.

She won again, and as I gave her 100 yuan, I said, "You're really lucky today." But I was thinking, I refuse to believe I can't beat her. In

the third round, luck struck again; I drew a 6, but she drew a 4. I laughed heartily.

Melin, knowing she had lost, asked softly, "Do I really have to take it off?"

I smiled and nodded.

She had no choice but to take off her evening gown, leaving her only in her bra. Her pair of firm, full breasts seemed to want to burst out of the bra. Although I had already touched her before, it still made my eyes light up! Her heart raced at my lustful gaze, and her chest heaved even more!

In the fourth round, she lost again and had to take off her stockings. She bent down and pulled them down from her rounded buttocks, the movement causing her full breasts to sway in front of her. Finally, she appeared before me only in her bra and panties. Her snow-white thighs, naked and exposed, were so alluring! I feasted my eyes, while she was flustered and helpless.

In the fifth round, she won. I gave her one hundred yuan. Only then did she smile.

In the sixth round, I drew a q, she drew a 7, and she lost again. This time, it was either take off her bra or her panties. She had the choice, but she didn't want to take either off.

"What's wrong! Aren't you going to take it off?"

The Filipino maid hesitated for a moment, then finally reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She leaned forward slightly, letting the bra slide down into her hands, then straightened up, presenting her magnificent breasts to me. Her large breasts bounced out like live fish, jiggling in front of me. Seeing that I seemed to want to devour her, she hurriedly covered her chest with her hands.

Her firm, full breasts swayed in front of her chest, and I realized my penis was already hard.

In the seventh round, I got an Ace first. She was doomed and was bound to lose unless she also drew an Ace, but the chance was slim. In the end, she got a J.

She glanced at me helplessly, stood up, turned her back to me, and took off her underwear, finally completely naked.

"Turn around and take a look."

The Filipino maid slowly turned around, standing naked by the bed. She was breathing rapidly with tension, her chest rising and falling dramatically, and her pair of swollen, tempting breasts also heaved with each movement.

Gazing at the Filipino maid's beautiful figure, I couldn't help but whistle. Her curves were perfectly proportioned.

Between her ample breasts and full hips was a slender waist that seemed to fit between my fingers; her snow-white, smooth thighs met a ripe, plump peach. Her figure was well-proportioned, slender yet athletic, with a shapely body and skin as smooth as mutton fat—clean, delicate, and supple.

The maid closed her eyes, allowing me to admire her. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I leaned forward and kissed her fragrant lips.

The maid's eyes widened in surprise, but I had already embraced her tightly, my hot lips and tongue invading her. She was momentarily overwhelmed with passion, a tingling sensation running through her body. She closed her eyes again, her delicate hands clinging to my neck, her cherry lips parting slightly, her fragrant tongue darting out in a passionate kiss.

I kissed her from her red lips to her cheeks, to her ears, to her white shoulders, indulging in a wanton kiss. After kissing for a long time, they separated, gazed at each other, and then kissed again.

My right hand then roamed over her back and waist, becoming increasingly audacious, eventually moving towards her chest. The maid first felt my hand kneading her left breast and hurriedly tried to push it away. I then moved to her right breast, moving back and forth like this. She couldn't escape, and since she couldn't make a sound, she finally gave up struggling and let me gently caress and knead her.

"Could you give me a blowjob?" I asked her softly.

"I don't know how." Her first reaction was no, not that she didn't want to.

I immediately moved my already erect penis towards her face and said to her in an excited tone, "Try it, I'll teach you if you don't know how."

She glanced at me, and I nodded, giving her some confidence, saying, "You're very smart, you'll definitely be fine... Come on, try." She quickly stuck out her tongue and ran it over the head of my penis, then laughed and said, "Is that enough?"

"No, I didn't feel anything at all," I said, pretending to be a little angry.

"Oh, okay... one more time."

This time, I could feel her tongue firmly licking my glans. There wasn't anything particularly special about it, just a slightly wet and warm feeling.

"Is this okay?" she asked with a smile.

"It only counts if you take it in," I commanded.

As soon as I finished speaking, she automatically leaned in, opened her mouth, and took the entire penis into her mouth. Although she didn't swallow it completely, very little was sticking out. She was really talented; she learned so quickly.

Watching my erect penis slowly disappear into her mouth, I couldn't help but wonder how her small mouth could hold something so large.

I stroked her hair and told her, "Move your head a little, let me see how it feels."

"Mmm," she squeezed out a reply from her throat and began to move her head back and forth.

It felt quite different from vaginal intercourse. However, the stimulation that the uneven walls of the mouth gave to the glans during oral sex was something I couldn't feel in a vagina.

Suddenly, I felt a strange sensation in my lower abdomen; I felt something warm crawling around on my penis. Looking down, I saw she had already pulled the penis out and was now sticking out her tongue, licking around it incessantly while rubbing it up and down with her hands.

"Phew..." I exhaled, the feeling was truly amazing!

Before I could even finish exhaling, I felt an even stronger stimulation in my lower body: she pushed the tip of her tongue into my slightly open urethra, the stimulation from the intrusion of a foreign object was so unique! I don't know how to describe it.

"Ah!" I cried out wildly, wanting to release the pleasure. I couldn't control myself from making soft "ah" sounds; the feeling was really quite comfortable.

The maid held the penis in one hand, stroked the scrotum with the other, and licked the urethral opening with the tip of her tongue, licking up and down, making me feel incredibly comfortable, it was amazing.

The maid was diligently licking and stroking, and I realized it was almost six o'clock, Madam, hurry home.

"Hurry," I urged the maid to speed up.

In a state of both pleasure and tension, I felt incredibly stimulated; my glans almost doubled in size. The maid, knowing I was nearing my climax, intensified her thrusting. I couldn't hold back any longer, and my semen spurted out with a "plop.

" "Ah," the maid exclaimed, her mouth full of semen. Knowing I was still enjoying myself, she couldn't bear to leave immediately. With my glans still in her mouth, she swallowed the semen with a "gulp."

Seeing her so obedient, I said contentedly, "Melin, that was good, that felt so good."

Hearing my praise, the maid slowly released my penis and wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Before she left the room, I gave her another thousand dollars as a reward.

[The End]

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