Bi-Sexual Female / 37
My grandmother had a maid who lived with her. She was foreign and spoke English with an accent and when my grandmother went out we stayed with the maid. We, meaning my younger sister and I, were pretty obedient and we got along well with the maid. Then the day came when we went looking for the maid and she was in her room changing and we found her naked, she was a lot whiter than we thought, she had a big bush for a small woman, her breasts were small but with brown nipples. She stood there and looked at us and we stood there and looked at her.
Without saying a word she kept getting dressed, put one leg on the bed and opened her legs and rubbed this cream in her pussy, and then rubbed the cream into her ass. Grabbed a pair of purple panties and put them on, her matted hair coming out the edges, she rubbed the cream on her breasts, and pinched her nipples with it and put on her bra and then she put on her uniform. She patted our faces as she walked out of her room and we got up and followed.
She woke us up every morning but the next morning she didn't leave, she got us out of bed, stood us up and stripped us naked for our shower and didn't leave the bathroom. When we were done she got us out of the shower and dried us off standing us on the toilet and then she took the jar of cream she had used in her bedroom and rubbed the cream on our pussies and in our butt and on our pretty small breasts. From that day on the maid bathed us, washed our hair, dried us off and she used her cream on our pussies, butt cracks and boobs, we had grown boobs and hairy pussies and she still bathed us.
I was fifteen when she gave me the jar of cream so that I would rub the cream into her pussy and in her butt crack, and used my fingers on her butthole just like she did with me. I went about my duty with a straight face, rubbing the cream all over her breasts, and paying close attention to her nipples. After I was done she kissed me on the mouth. Later that night when I was in bed she came to my room, by then my sister and I slept in separate rooms, and she sat on the side of the bed and she gently played with my pussy, first over my panties and then she put her hand in my panties and found my little bean and massaged me into an orgasm, kissing me deeply when I went into the orgasm, then leaning over and rubbing her breast across my face. I ate her pussy the next day.
I didn't on purpose tell you what her name is, or how old she was when we first went to live with our grandmother, she took care of me and my sister until we were off on our own, and when I set up my home she came to help me with my kids. I could eat her pussy for an hour, I sucked her nipples and she sucked my nipples, we lay on the bed side by side and kissed, sometimes I would hold my mouth open a little and she would use her tongue to lick me and lick around inside my mouth, sometimes she just had to look at me and let me know she was my lover and she disapproved of my husband. My husband never guessed or if he did he never said anything, I was way too old for a maid bathing me, drying me off and rubbing her creams into my pussy and my ass. After so many years both my sister and I used the cream every day, even when we had to apply it ourselves. The memories of our days growing up at grandma's house are the best memories that I have. Thanks to her and I will always take care of her, she just isn't that much older than me.
Without saying a word she kept getting dressed, put one leg on the bed and opened her legs and rubbed this cream in her pussy, and then rubbed the cream into her ass. Grabbed a pair of purple panties and put them on, her matted hair coming out the edges, she rubbed the cream on her breasts, and pinched her nipples with it and put on her bra and then she put on her uniform. She patted our faces as she walked out of her room and we got up and followed.
She woke us up every morning but the next morning she didn't leave, she got us out of bed, stood us up and stripped us naked for our shower and didn't leave the bathroom. When we were done she got us out of the shower and dried us off standing us on the toilet and then she took the jar of cream she had used in her bedroom and rubbed the cream on our pussies and in our butt and on our pretty small breasts. From that day on the maid bathed us, washed our hair, dried us off and she used her cream on our pussies, butt cracks and boobs, we had grown boobs and hairy pussies and she still bathed us.
I was fifteen when she gave me the jar of cream so that I would rub the cream into her pussy and in her butt crack, and used my fingers on her butthole just like she did with me. I went about my duty with a straight face, rubbing the cream all over her breasts, and paying close attention to her nipples. After I was done she kissed me on the mouth. Later that night when I was in bed she came to my room, by then my sister and I slept in separate rooms, and she sat on the side of the bed and she gently played with my pussy, first over my panties and then she put her hand in my panties and found my little bean and massaged me into an orgasm, kissing me deeply when I went into the orgasm, then leaning over and rubbing her breast across my face. I ate her pussy the next day.
I didn't on purpose tell you what her name is, or how old she was when we first went to live with our grandmother, she took care of me and my sister until we were off on our own, and when I set up my home she came to help me with my kids. I could eat her pussy for an hour, I sucked her nipples and she sucked my nipples, we lay on the bed side by side and kissed, sometimes I would hold my mouth open a little and she would use her tongue to lick me and lick around inside my mouth, sometimes she just had to look at me and let me know she was my lover and she disapproved of my husband. My husband never guessed or if he did he never said anything, I was way too old for a maid bathing me, drying me off and rubbing her creams into my pussy and my ass. After so many years both my sister and I used the cream every day, even when we had to apply it ourselves. The memories of our days growing up at grandma's house are the best memories that I have. Thanks to her and I will always take care of her, she just isn't that much older than me.


