Annie's Forceful Fuck
by Kitty Meaker
Copyright Kitty Meaker 2012
Published at Smashwords
“Hello, I clean room?” The young Asian maid walked in. She was obviously disturbed by my nudity, but I knew it was nothing she hadn't experienced before. These hotel maids had a job to do, and I was going to get my rocks off while this one did hers.
“Great, come in. I hope you don't mind that I'm naked. I prefer to do my yoga routine completely nude. I find that it helps me to relax.”
The maid nodded, averting her eyes from my body. “That okay. I clean now.”
I glanced at her name tag. Cora, it said. “Nice to meet you, Cora. I'm Annie.” I stuck out my hand, but she ignored me and turned to her supply cart. Annoyed, I decided to start my routine.
My hotel room was small and cheap, but there was room enough for a yoga mat. I set up in the small area between the bedroom and bathroom and began stretching. I could hear Cora removing the bedding behind me. I didn't know if she was paying any attention to me or not. My routine bent me over, and my ass and pussy were on full view to the maid. I sensed she might have been distracted from her cleaning, might be looking at me now. I slowed my routine down and modified it to be more sensual. I undulated my hips and flexed my ass cheeks. I was now putting on an erotic show instead of doing a proper yoga routine. I kept this up for several minutes, and I knew from the sounds behind me that the maid was working more slowly. Clearly I was having an affect on her. Eventually she finished in the bedroom. I pretended not to notice until she stood right by me and said “Excuse me, miss.”
I stood up. “Oh, I'm sorry. Are you ready to clean the bathroom now?”
“Yes, I clean bathroom now, miss.” She couldn't contain her curiosity, and was staring frankly at my chest. I decided to make the first move.
“Well, I can't let you clean the bathroom-” she started, looking up at my face. “-unless you introduce yourself.” I offered my hand again, and this time she shook it.
“Hello, I'm Cora.” she said shyly.
“Nice to meet you, Cora. I'm Annie.”
“Nice to meet you Annie.” She hesitated, and her eyes went down to my body again. “You always... naked?” she asked.
“Most of the time. I find it incredibly liberating. There's something about being nude that excites me, makes me feel more alive. I would be naked all the time if I could. What about you, Cora? Do you ever get naked when you're at home, alone?”
She blushed and looked away. “Sometimes. But I not have nice body, so nobody care about that.”
“Nonsense.” I said. “You have a beautiful body. Surely men come on to you all the time.”
“Only men I see here, and I not allowed to talk to them.” she said.
“How ridiculous! How do these people expect you to find a man if you can't talk to any of them? What about women, then? Is it okay to talk to women? You're talking to me right now.”
She nodded slightly. “It okay to talk to women.”
“That's good. Now, tell me, Cora. Do you like my body? I can tell you do because you can't stop looking at it.”
Cora blushed again, and her eyes flicked up to mine in shame. “I- I sorry, Miss. Miss Annie. I go now.” She moved as if to leave the room, and I grabbed her wrist and pulled her close.
“That's not necessary, Cora. I enjoy having you look at my body. That's why I'm naked in front of you. Now, answer me honestly. Do you enjoy looking at my body?”
“Yes.” she whimpered.
“Would you like to touch my body?”
“I- I don't...”
“Answer honestly!” I snapped at her, losing my patience. This one was almost too shy for her own good. I knew I was going to get what I wanted in the end, but I didn't want to spend all morning getting there. I had a meeting to make, after all.
Cora recoiled at my sharp tone, but she must have been used to being disciplined because she responded more readily. “I would like to touch your body, Miss Annie.” she replied, eyes downcast.
“Then you may touch it. But first, you must remove your clothing as well.”
She quickly complied. Obviously she understood how to obey. It had probably been ingrained in her as a child. These immigrants led a tough life, I imagined, but I wasn't above taking advantage of that.
She stood up, and I looked her tiny body over. Small tits with prominent nipples, a slight belly, and a dark bush that had been trimmed but not recently. I reached out and pinched one of her nipples hard between my fingernails. She let out a slight hiss, but otherwise didn't respond. Her nipple, however, grew even larger. Pencil erasers would be dwarfed by these nipples, I thought. They were completely out of proportion to her tiny titties, which I knew wasn't unusual for Asian women. I pinched the other one for a matching set, then told her “You may touch my body now, if you wish.”
She cautiously reached out and laid a hand on my stomach, waiting for a reaction. After no response from me, she started to explore upwards. Her hand trailed across my ribs, around my side, the underside of my breasts. Eventually she cupped my breast in her hand. “They're so big.” she whispered.
“Yes, they are.” I said. “Would you like to suck them?”
Without
waiting for a response, I guided her head to my left breast. Her
mouth found the nipple, and she began to toy with it. My hands
reached around her body and I began to scratch at her back with my
nails. Her little moans of pleasure reverberated through me and she
gradually intensified her efforts. She was sucking, biting, twisting
on my nipples.
“That's it, baby. Give mommy what she needs.”
I murmured. This seemed to encourage her, and she clamped down on my
nipple hard enough to make me gasp. “Oh, good girl.” I muttered.
“That's a good girl.”
I guided our bodies back to the bed and laid us down. Her mouth continually sought the nipple now, and I allowed her to have it. I pulled her hand between my legs, and she sought my opening. I was soaking, and she easily slipped a finger inside of me. I was intensely aroused, and wanted to run my fingers through this girls hair. Her hair was pinned up, and in lustful impatience I yanked the clip out of her hair and tossed it aside. She let out a cry of pain as the clip pulled at her hair, but didn't let go of my breast. I ran my fingers through her long hair and let it cascade over my face and chest. I inhaled her scent deeply. I ran my hands up through her hair to the roots, then yanked hard. This time, she let go of the nipple when she screamed. I felt tears hitting my chest.
“Please...” she whispered.
“Please what?” I asked.
“Please, make me feel good too.”
“I will, Cora. But you have to make me come first. Can you do that?”
She nodded and tipped her head back to my breast. She resumed fingering me, but added a second finger. Then a third. It felt like a jackhammer ramming into my pussy, and I was impressed by the strength of this tiny Asian girl. I felt my orgasm rising, and bit down on my lip to stifle a scream. As my hips began to buck, Cora pressed her fingers together and forced her entire hand into my cunt. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" I screamed, thrashing around on the bed. My cunt was on fire - it had never been stretched like this before. Even this tiny girl's hand was filling me to my limit, and it felt like I was going to explode. I beat my arms against the bed, coming again and again. It seemed like I would never come down from my orgasm. I was reaching peak after peak of pleasure as Cora slammed her tight little fist into my cunt over and over again. She brought her lips to mine and I enveloped her tongue with my own. My groans mixed with her soft cooing as she urged me on. Finally I started to come down from my peak. I felt Cora slip her tiny hand out of me, then a feeling of emptiness. Could anything smaller ever satisfy me again after such an intense pleasure?