Naughty house maid gets pounded in the kitchen

Title: **The Naughty House Maid’s Kitchen Ecstasy**

The morning sun streamed through the windows of the luxurious kitchen as the young house maid, Hana, dusted the marble countertops. Her petite figure was clad in a short, tight-fitting black dress and sheer white stockings. She hummed a cheerful tune, lost in thought as she worked.

Suddenly, the sliding door opened, and in walked Mr. Tanaka, the owner of the house. His eyes immediately fell upon Hana’s lithe body, her dress riding up to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her lacy panties. He smirked, his bulge already growing beneath his suit pants.

“Ah, Hana,” he purred, stepping closer. “What a delightful sight you are this morning.”

Hana turned, startled by his presence. Her cheeks flushed a deep pink as she curtsied. “Good morning, Mr. Tanaka. I didn’t realize you were home.”

Mr. Tanaka circled her like a predator stalking its prey. “I arrived early, just in time to catch you working hard. You’re such a diligent little maid, aren’t you?”

Hana nodded, flustered by his intensity. She could feel his gaze roaming over her body, undressing her with his eyes. “Y-Yes, Mr. Tanaka. I always strive to do my best.”

“Mmm, I can tell,” he growled, his hand reaching out to grasp her waist. “And I think it’s time for a little reward, don’t you?”

Before Hana could respond, Mr. Tanaka pushed her against the countertop. She gasped, her hands grasping the edge as he pressed his body against hers from behind. She could feel the hard length of his cock straining against his pants, nestling between her ass cheeks.

“Mr. Tanaka!” she exclaimed breathlessly. “What are you doing? We shouldn’t-”

“Shh,” he whispered hotly against her ear. “No one is here but us, little maid. And I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at me. Tell me you haven’t been fantasizing about this.”

His hands slid up to cup her breasts through her dress, thumbing her hardening nipples. Hana bit her lip, a weak moan escaping her. She tried to resist, but her body betrayed her, arching into his touch.

“N-No… I n-never…” she lied unconvincingly.

Mr. Tanaka chuckled, his voice low and seductive. “Your body is telling a different story, my sweet little maid. Let’s see how wet you are.”

In one swift motion, he hiked up her skirt and tore her panties off,balling up the flimsy fabric in his fist. Hana cried out, instinctively trying to close her legs, but Mr. Tanaka held her thighs apart. His other hand dived between her legs, stroking her gleaming slit.

“Fuck, you’re already soaked,” he groaned. “Such a naughty little maid, getting wet at work.”

Hana whimpered as he circled her clit, trembling with pleasure. Her pussy clenched and unclenched, desperate to be filled. “M-Mr. Tanaka… please…” she begged.

“Please what?” he taunted, pushing two fingers inside her hot cunny. “Please fuck you? Please make you cum? Say it, maid. I want to hear you say it.”

“P-Please fuck me!” Hana moaned shamelessly, forgetting her propriety. “I need your cock! Please fill me up!”

Mr. Tanaka groaned, fumbling with his zipper to free his thick, throbbing erection. “I’m going to ruin this tight little pussy,” he promised darkly as he lined up his cock with her entrance.

With one brutal thrust, he sheathed himself balls-deep in Hana’s weeping cunt. She screamed at the sudden overwhelming fullness, her hands scrabbling at the countertop as he started to pound into her.

“Fuck yes,” he grunted, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise as he mercilessly fucked her. “Take my cock, you dirty girl. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll forget your own name.”

Hana could only babble incoherently, impaled on his massive shaft as he ravaged her most intimate depths. The wet squelching sounds of their coupling filled the kitchen along with their mingled moans of pleasure.

Mr. Tanaka fucked into her harder, his heavy balls slapping against her clit with every thrust. “Cum for me, little maid,” he demanded. “I want to feel this hot cunt spasming on my cock. Now.”

There was a exciting dominance to his command that Hana couldn’t resist. “Ahhh! Yes! I’m cumming!” she shrieked as her pussy clenched and rippled around his pistoning length. Waves of rapture crashed over her, leaving her a trembling, panting mess.

Mr. Tanaka groaned, his rhythm faltering. “Fuck! I can’t hold back… I’m gonna fill this slutty maid cunt with cum!”

With a guttural moan, he hilted himself deeply and erupted inside her. Hana shivered as she felt the hot torrent of his seed flooding her womb, trickling out around his twitching shaft to drip down her thighs. Then, with a final grunt, he collapsed against her back.

They stayed locked together for several long moments, their breathing slowly evening out. Finally, Mr. Tanaka pulled out with a wet squelch. Hana gasped as a gush of their combined fluids spilled from her gaping, reddened pussy.

“Look at that, maid,” he smirked, trailing his fingers through her cream-filled slit. “Look how thoroughly you’ve been used. And don’t think this is the last time. You’re mine now.”

With a final slap to her ass, he straightened his clothes and left, not even bothering to clean up after himself. Hana watched him go, leaning heavily against the counter and soaking her panties in a puddle of their mixed essence.

From that day on, Hana became Mr. Tanaka’s private maid and plaything, servicing his cock every chance they got. And every time, she fantasized about getting caught while being pounded so deliciously, by his wife, or his friends, or even the police##.add(“Mr. Tanaka was not the only one enjoying her encounters with Hana, and soon she had a reputation as the neighborhood’s ultimate cock tease.”)