by Reed James
I stood while Nina perched on the corner of the desk, crossing her legs, her skirt almost exposing her pussy the way Rebecca's was.
“So we have just the preliminary paperwork,” Ms. Christine said, “I like to get that out of the way, just in case. There's the NDP where you promise not to disclose what you see here, our privacy guarantee that you will not be recorded performing any of your services.”
My cheeks burned at that one.
“And then the standard W4 paperwork and employment documents,” she said, “just like at any other job.”
“No...questions? I thought this was an interview”
“This is more of an...audition,” Ms. Nina purred, her brown eyes smoky. Her dark hair fell down to her shoulders in waves, giving her an elegant and hungry look. I never had a woman look at me like that. With such...naked desire.
Was she a lesbian?
I swallowed and produced my ID and social security card. Copies were made, forms were filled out, and I signed my name a dozen times. I grew more and more nervous as Ms. Nina just sat there on the desk edge staring at me. She was as bad as Ms. Christine, but at least she was a futa. So it felt normal for her to look at me like that.
“Well, now for the fun part,” Ms. Christine said. “Strip.”
A shiver ran through me. I knew this was coming. I knew I would be doing things at this job. Naughty things. I thought I was ready for it. That I had prepared over the last two weeks since I sent in my application and did my phone interview. But now I had to do it. I had to strip naked and earn my $100,000 a year.
Or I could go back home. The cab was waiting. Two hours to regret missing out on this opportunity. Two hours to wonder how I could help my mother get out of the terrible nursing home she was in and into a place that could help her instead of just tolerate her.
I closed my eyes. It was only sex. I might even enjoy it. Women have been prostituting themselves as long as there's been horny futas. They say it's the oldest profession.
My fingers found the buttons of my blouse. I worked them down, fast. Now that I made the decision, I just wanted to get it out of the way. My fingers trembled as they popped each one through its eyelet. Ms. Christine and Ms. Nina both watched, their eyes burning. The futa-butler rubbed her hand together, her nipples hard against her white blouse.
Ms. Nina's were even harder. They were fat, pressing at the thin, black material of her maid uniform. The dusky edges of her areolas peeked out the top while she pressed her thighs so tight, her pussy as wet as mine.
This was exciting. Having to strip, being paid to get naked for a futa's pleasure. It was so naughty, so exhilarating. Society said this was wrong. It might even be illegal. But...That just made it more exciting. It made me want to strip naked even more.
My blouse slipped off, my large tits constrained by my bra.
“Mmm, H cups,” Ms. Christine purred. “Charlize will be delighted.”
“Yes, she will,” Ms. Nina nodded.
I hesitated, almost taking off my blouse, but then I went for my skirt. They both wanted to see me naked. I controlled that. It gave me some measure of power. Not much, but enough to have them both squirming, a noticeable bulge tenting the front of Ms. Christine's skirt.
My skirt slid down my long thighs. I was a tall, busty girl. My Germanic blood on full display as I revealed my purple panties, the crotch so wet. I bet they could see the growing stain. Then, knowing it was my tits they really wanted to see, I pulled down my panties.
My blonde curls came into sight. Ms. Nina let out an orgasmic sigh. Her hand reached out as I straightened, stroking my golden pubic hairs. Her fingers twined through my bush, making me shudder as she came closer and closer to touching my naughty parts.
“Normally,” she purred, “I would have you shave this, but it is such an exciting feature.”
“Yes, really sells that German milkmaid look she has,” Ms. Christine said. “She'll need to put her hair in pigtails.”
“Oh, yes,” Ms. Nina agreed, her fingers brushing the top of my pussy now, my clit throbbing at her caress. “Braided pigtails. That is how you'll style your hair from now on, Heidi.”
“Yes, Ms. Nina,” I groaned, my body trembling. Tingles raced up to my swollen breasts and throbbing nipples. They grew wet, my milk flowing.
“Now the bra,” Ms. Christine purred, moving around her desk to stand before me. “Let's see those glorious teats.”
Teats. I was a HuCow maid now. A hot shiver ran through me, and not just because Ms. Nina's fingers were sliding lower, stroking my wet pussy lips through my golden curls. This was so exciting. So naughty.
And I was getting paid. No wonder Siona and Rebecca looked so happy.
I reached behind me, grabbing the clasp of my lavender bra. I unhooked the. Immediately, my tits sagged, pulling the bra straps off my shoulders. I let them slip demurely down my arms, the cups falling away to reveal my heavy breasts, two pillowy, pendulous mounds. My delicious teats. My nipples were pink and so fat, thrusting from my wide areolas. Milk beaded white on both nubs.
“Delightful,” Ms. Christine said, hefting my left tit, her delicate fingers sinking into my flesh. “Mmm, just a wondrous sight.”
“Oh, yes,” groaned Ms. Nina, her free hand grasping my other tit, her fingers still rubbing at my pussy, stroking me, making me tingle. “Already beading with milk. Mmm, just delicious.”
Then they both leaned forward and engulfed my nipples. I gasped, nursing my first two humans, a futa and a woman. They suckled. My milk squirted. It was so different from the breast pump. There was no constant, sucking pressure. No whirring of an engine. No rubber sealing over my tit. These were warm, wet mouths sucking hard and moaning with pleasure.
My blonde ponytail danced across my naked back as I shuddered. My pussy clenched from their naughty suction. They both nursed with hungry delight, savoring their suckles. Every time my milk squirted, tingles raced down to my cunt.
Making me grow hotter, wetter.
“Oh, my goddess,” I moaned, swaying, so shocked at how good this was. It was so erotic. They were drinking my creamy treat, enjoying my breast milk. I groaned, my head swimming as their cheeks hollowed. “Oh, this is awesome.”
“Mmm, she is going to fit right in,” Ms. Nina purred between suckles.
“Indeed,” groaned Ms. Christine.
Then her hand squeezed my tit hard, making my milk squirt into her open my mouth. I shuddered as she milked me like a cow. I was a HuCow. My pussy grew hotter, wetter, Ms. Nina's fingers feeling amazing as she stroked my pussy while suckling.
Ms. Christine latched back onto my nipple. She suckled hard, more aggressive than Ms. Nina. Their lips felt different. The futa's was so exciting, and yet the woman's was so naughty. A woman was touching me, fingering my pussy, suckling at my breast. I never had feelings for a woman and now...
“Oh, goddess!” I gasped as Ms. Nina's fingers penetrated my pussy.
Ms. Nina moaned about my nipple as she felt my silky flesh clenching on her probing digits. I shook, pleasure rippling out of my cunt, meeting the tingles zapping from my nipples. It all met inside of me, swirling, making me tremble and groan. This was so hot. So exciting. And so naughty all at the same time.
They both suckled harder, their cheeks hollowing. Nina's fingers plunged so deep into my pussy, churning my nethers into a passionate froth. I kept moaning, swaying before them as they feasted on my creamy treat.
“Oh, Ms. Nina,” I panted, the pleasure swelling. “Oh, you're going to make me cum.”
Her eyes twinkled. She thrust her fingers in and out faster and faster. Her thumb massaged my clit. My sweet musk filled the air as the pressure built in me. My juices dripped out of me as she fingered me so hard, so fast.
And they both suckled. They both drank my milk. This was so hot. So wild. I was a HuCow. I was nursing adults. They were enjoying my milk. I groaned, my pussy tensing about Ms. Nina's plunging digits.
And then I came.
“Yes, ye
s, yes,” I moaned as the pressure rushed out of my pussy.
I groaned and swayed, stars dancing before my eyes. My nipples ached in their hungry mouths. Ms. Christine nipped my nipple, adding a sharp surge of ecstasy to the euphoria rushing through me. I swayed, groaning, the pleasure boiling my brain.
“So good,” I groaned, my pussy writhing about her fingers. “Oh, yes, yes, yes.”
“Mmm,” Christine purred between sucks. She suckled hard then her head shot up.
She kissed me.
Her mouth was full of breast milk.
As Ms. Nina kept massaging my clit, making wave after wave of rapture flood through my body, I tasted my own breast milk, shoved into my mouth by Christine. Her body pressed tight to mine. I felt her erection through her skirt rubbing on my naked hip as our tongues caressed. My milk tasted so good. So sweet and creamy, with an aftertaste of cantaloupe.
I loved it. No wonder they were both so eager to suckle from me.
Ms. Christine broke the kiss and then it was Ms. Nina kissing me. I didn't fight it. I kissed the other woman, reveling in the lesbian delight, her large breasts pressing into mine, separated only by her lacy uniform. She, too, had a mouthful of breast milk. I enjoyed it as we kissed, my hand finding her hip, squeezing hard.
Then her fingers popped out of my pussy. She held them up as we broke our kiss. Breathless, I stared at her glistening fingers. They were soaked in my musk. She brought them to my lips, wiping my pussy juices on them.
I tasted how sweet I was.
Then she popped them into her mouth, sucking so hard. I trembled, my pussy clenching as I watched her savor my pussy juices, her cheeks hollowing. I shivered, wondering what her pussy juices tasted like.
Was she sweet like me?
I had licked futas' pussies before. Would a woman's be the same to eat? They had clits instead of dicks.
“Oh, yes, you are hired,” Christine said, sitting back on the edge of her desk, her cock tenting her skirt.
I stared at it, my pussy clenching. Ms. Nina's fingers were nice, but that cock... That cock would feel amazing. Then I blinked in shock, surprised I had that desire. That I wanted to fuck a futa I'd just met.
I had only been with two futas in my life. My high school futa-girlfriend, whom I thought was the love of my life, and then my last futa-girlfriend who dumped me when I was spending more time with my sick mom than her.
“Should I...” I blushed, staring at Ms. Christine's crotch.
“You will,” she purred. “But not today. Charlize insists on bedding her maids first. And you are hers now.”
I shivered. “And when will I meet her?” I asked, my pussy dripping. “Today?”
“Eager slut,” Ms. Nina purred. “I like that in my girls. We're here to please Ms. Charlize.”
“You'll meet Charlize when she's ready,” Ms. Christine said. “Siona, I know you're lurking out there. Bring in Heidi's uniform and then get your pretty mouth on my girl-cock.”
“Yes, Ms. Christine,” came the purring voice of the fiery redhead through the door.
They opened, and she stood there holding a folded uniform, thigh-high stockings, and black heels on top. “Here you are, Heidi,” she purred, thrusting the clothes into my arms. Then she fell to her knees and pushed up Christine's skirt, revealing satin panties cupping a hard dick. “Mmm, I'll take care of you. Just think it's Heidi sucking you.”
“Saucy wench,” moaned Ms. Christine as Siona produced the futa-butler's cock and sucked on it.
I dressed while Siona gave her energetic blowjob, her head bobbing so fast, her red hair flying. She sucked loud, her right hand fingering Ms. Christine's pussy, making the futa-butler groan and gasp. The uniform fit me. I did give them my measurements in the application. My tits had no support but were cradled by the soft lace of the bodice. And the skirt...
It was so short. And with no panties, I felt exposed, naked.
The thigh-highs made me feel so elegant while the stiletto heels made me feel trashy. I was a sexy, naughty, wicked HuCow maid. Ms. Nina braided my hair as Ms. Christine moaned out her orgasm, flooding Siona's mouth with futa-cum.
“Yum,” Siona purred, rising to her feet. “Anything else, Ms. Christine? I could lick Heidi's pussy to get you hard again so you could fuck mine.”
“Goddess, you are a saucy wench,” groaned Ms. Christine. “You have work to do. And so do I.”
I just shivered, my pussy clenching. Siona gave me a wink as she sauntered by, and I knew she'd be licking my pussy before too much longer. This place was just so...wild. I had no idea that it would be this naughty. Would I be having sex every day? With women and futas?
“There,” Ms. Nina said, finishing my braid and using two marble hair ties to hold them together. “You just look scrumptious. A Bavarian HuCow maid. Ms. Charlize will devour you.”
“Good,” I found myself saying. I was so eager to meet this billionaire. Ms. Nina possibly glowed when she said the futa's name.
“So, when you're not performing your HuCow duties, servicing Ms. Charlize or other futas and women on staff, and when you're not in the milking barn, you'll be cleaning. I will text out the days chores to everyone. You can have your phone on you, but keep it on vibrate. You can only check for messages from me, Christine, or Ms. Charlize. If you're caught using your phone for texting, social media, or anything else, you will be punished.”
“Punished?” I asked.
Her smile grew. “Punished. Usually a spanking on your pretty bottom.”
My cheeks went crimson. “Oh.”
“If you fail to get your chores done, you will be punished. If you mess up, punished. If you break something, punished.” She gave me a hard look. “And if you think being spanked is fun, we'll find other ways to punish you. Aaliyah was deliberately breaking glasses because she loved being spanked.”
“Okay,” I said. $100,000. Spankings couldn't be that bad. My mother never spanked me. And my futa-mother had died when I was a baby.
“You'll ghost me today,” Ms. Nina continued. “I'll take you through the mansion, show you the various rooms of the mansion and how to clean them. Since you're new, please ask if you don't know what you're doing. No one will get mad.”
I was exhausted by the end of the day. Ms. Nina was a machine, striding through the huge mansion. I met over a dozen other maids, a riot of beauties from all nationalities. They only thing in common were our beauty, our bust size, and our lactation. Beside that, we were a diverse group. They were all happy, cleaning, and flashing their bodies.
Or being fucked.
I came across one maid being fucked by two futas, one dick in her pussy and the other in her asshole. They had her sandwiched between them, plowing her so hard as she moaned and gasped and cried out in pure ecstasy.
“Does that happen a lot around here?” I had asked Ms. Nina, my pussy growing so hot. The maid looked like she was in ecstasy.
I wanted to feel that.
“Often enough,” Ms. Nina answered. “Ms. Charlize is very generous with her employees. We're...perks for them.”
“Even you?”
Ms. Nina gave me a naughty smile. “Especially me. Why do you think I work for her?”
When I reached my small room, equipped with my own flat screen TV, a small desk, dresser, a potted fern, and a vase of flowers, I fell on my bed. It was so soft, the pillows comfy. I didn't even take off my uniform.
I was just out of it, asleep in moments.
It turned out that my room also came with an alarm. It was blaring, bolting me up at 5 AM. I blinked, feeling so groggy. I was disoriented for a moment, forgetting where I was. Everything was so different from my apartment.
Then I remembered I was in my new room.
I stumbled from the bathroom and found Siona in there, a smile on her face. It was a shared bathroom, like you'd fine at any house, if a little nicer. There was a shower/bath combination, a double sink, and a toilet.
“I'll shower first,” she said then sighed. “No mor
e long showers for me. Unless you want to join?” She arched a fiery eyebrow.
That made me blush.
She shrugged out of the bathrobe she wore, revealing her lush body. She had a fiery landing strip leading to her shaved pussy. Her breasts looked even larger than mine, swaying as she walked to the shower. She threw aside the curtain, and stepped in. She gave me one last, inviting look which just made me blush more, my pussy growing so wet.
Instead, I brushed my teeth.
She stepped out naked a few minutes later, her body dripping. I took off my maid uniform, still feeling a little self-conscious even after yesterday's interview. Especially with the way her eyes flicked up and down my body.
“Ms. Charlize is going to love you,” she groaned as I stepped into the shower. “You have such a cute ass. I could just eat it.”
“I bet you would,” I said, trying to meet her banter with some of my own. It was so hard. I was so nervous. I wasn't this type of girl. And yet I was working here. I'd have to become that type of girl. “Just eat it all up.”
“Mmm, yum. I love peach ass!”
As we got ready—doing our hair, putting on our makeup, etc.—we chatted. I relaxed more and more, put at ease by Siona's friendly, flirty manner. She smiled the entire time, nudging me, telling me wicked exploits that she had done.
“All three of them?” I gasped.
“One futa-cock in each hole,” she nodded. “And they used me so hard, I just started cumming and cumming.”
My asshole tightened. I couldn't even imagine having a cock back there. “Wow.”
“You'll see,” she said. “I know you'll love it. You had a little slut locked up inside of you, and now she gets to burst out.”
Those words made me shiver. I did have a little slut inside me.
When we finished, my hair braided into pigtails, I stepped out and ran into Ms. Nina. She gave me a sultry grin. “Ms. Charlize has requested for you to deliver her breakfast.”