/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>7926162
Please contact him when he's online. Geez, he really needs to enter a strict diet and sleeping pattern. Or start surviving on coffee. He really is a lazy and sleepy Maid.

"Then, let me show you one more time..." Even though I've barely recovered just yet, she moves over me again, this time placing one leg over mine, lifting my other leg and sliding hers underneath; before I can ask her what she's doing, she slides herself closer, causing our privates to rub together. I tense up again - she begins rhythmically rubbing against me, reigniting the waves of pleasure I had just experienced, bringing me closer again... Closer to what? I don't know, but I'm hoping it's the same feeling I experienced just a moment ago. I can do little else to be an active partner at this stage, other than clinging to the bedsheets and moaning quietly; I try to force my eyes open, to look at Sakuya, to take in her magnificent figure, to see those loving eyes looking back at me, to feel our souls connect like this. Why am I crying? I'm so happy right now, I shouldn't be crying...

It happens again, but this time I can feel Sakuya tense up along with me, mere moments after I have my... my. Were those my first orgasms? I've never successfully given myself one, though you could probably imagine that I've tried it at least a few times over the course of five hundred years. And today, this morning, my precious maid came to make sweet love to me like this... She lies down beside me, and I immediately throw my arms around her, nuzzling into her bosom as we both lay there, panting from the experience and basking in the afterglow. Assembling what strength I had left in me, I lean up towards her with my lips parted; she notices and allows me the pleasure of another loving kiss. It seems to last for a small eternity.

'...I love you, Sakuya.' is what I want to say to her right now. And yet, even after making sweet, passionate love with my maid, my stubborn and childish side is quickly regaining its influence. As we look into one another's eyes, I can see my blissful smile corrupt itself into a wicked grin in my reflection in her pupils.