#2 How to Handle Maids (Maid 2 - Virgin Piercing Creampie Sex♥) (1)
My life in this world was pretty satisfying and enjoyable in its own way. For starters, I didn't have to go to work, and I could chow down on delicious fried chicken whenever I wanted.
Even though I'd been dropped in the middle of this forest, my sleeping arrangements weren't uncomfortable at all—I had access to a comfy hotel room. Every day, I could use a bathroom with hot running water and a bidet-equipped toilet. Just that alone made life perfectly convenient and satisfying.
But what made my life truly luxurious were the maids. They brought me food, managed the hotel, and even handled security and surveillance for the outpost. No matter what I asked of these maids, they never complained or hesitated—they just obeyed.
"Maid, I wanna see your pussy."
"Yes, sir."
The maid who'd received the order immediately slipped her hand under her skirt and pulled down her panties. Then she hiked up the hem of her short skirt to show me.
A pristine pussy, completely exposed. Not a single hair—just how I liked it. Up until yesterday, there had been hair there, but I'd ordered it gone, and now it was perfectly smooth.
How'd she manage that?
I marveled as I stroked the now-bald labia majora. It was too clean for any tool—even untouched, it felt fresh and powdery. Must be some fantasy magic at work. Like how, every time I called for it, fresh, crispy fried chicken arrived in under five minutes?
Lost in such thoughts, I rubbed the labia, teasing the slit back and forth, savoring the texture. Unlike her doll-like expressionless face, the pussy felt warm and soft.
"Now show me your ass."
I took a peeled grape from the maid standing beside me and popped it in my mouth, then turned the one in front of me around to display her rear.
She didn't hesitate, thrusting her ass toward me. The short skirt I'd specified rode up, clearly revealing both cheeks and the pussy below.
I grabbed those plump cheeks with both hands, kneading them in circles, then licked her pussy and asshole in turn. The pussy tasted of her juices; the asshole was flavorless. These maids didn't even poop, so I could play with that hole as much as I wanted. They really were like living onaholes.
No enthusiastic reactions, sure, but perfect for satisfying curiosity and lust about women's bodies. Hard to say if that was good or bad—both had pros and cons.
Next time, maybe call a bunch at once and have some fun.
Wonder how many I can summon?
I'd tried up to four so far. Should test the limit next time.
The blue-haired maid still had her ass thrust out in front of me—the one I called Maid #2. I buried my face in her ass crack, inhaling the scent of her pussy deeply. Maids had fainter body odor than normal people, but sniffed this close, it didn't matter. And with her pussy being fondled, the rich, feminine musk grew even stronger.
The cock-teasing aroma made my already hard dick throb bigger. What excited me more was the fresh, virginal fragrance wafting from it. Spreading her lips slightly, I could clearly see the intact hymen.
The Maid #1 feeding me fruit right now? I'd personally popped her cherry on day one. But #2 was still brand new.
Someday, it'd be fun to deflower every maid working at the hotel myself. Gotta mark them as mine.
Ah, can't hold back anymore.
No need to, so I stood up. I had Maid #2 brace against the wall, then aligned my cock with her virgin pussy. It was already nicely wet from the earlier teasing. Maid pussies got slick fast—they were super sensitive, which was great.
"Maid, relax."
Slowly, I pushed in, piercing her virginity. I savored the moment deeper than with #1, really tasting it. This was the flavor of taking a virgin. It hit me anew.
My ex wasn't a virgin when we dated, and with #1, it'd been my first time popping one—I'd barely registered it before it was over. This was the first time I truly felt it.
It was... intensely something. The act of deflowering, and realizing it fully.
Squelch...
That savoring lasted only a moment. I resumed my slow hip movements. No need to hold back for her—just do what felt good.
Honestly, maids sucked at sex. Being virgins didn't help, but they didn't squeeze or anything—no effort. Total realistic onaholes. I'd trained #1 a bit, so she was slightly better, but untrained #2? Meh.
Still, tight, hot, and gushing—perfect onahole material. Expecting more would be greedy.
As I thought that, something warm touched my back. Glancing over, Maid #1—now naked—had snuck up to rim my dirty hole.
Training paying off? Guess they weren't just lifeless dolls forever.
Slurp... sluuuurp... lick... lap...
I enjoyed #2's virgin pussy up front and #1's tongue in back, thrusting leisurely. Ah, pure bliss. Heavenly.
Just as I thought it was about time to finish—
The door to my room suddenly opened.
"Pardon the intrusion, Gaon."
"......Lete, please, for the love of god, knock before coming in?"
"Sorry, forgot again. Oopsie★"
She forgets every damn time. A blank-faced "oopsie" isn't cute... nah, it is. Fuckin' adorable. Makes me wanna fuck her.
More importantly, how does she open a locked door so casually? I'd seen it multiple times, so no surprise. I kept thrusting while eyeing her.
Lete didn't say a word about the scene. Just glanced over briefly. Looked a bit amused, but no way—that'd mean she likes me. Mea already explained why she hates me: I look too "nice guy."
What kinda bullshit reason is that? Anyway, who'd enjoy seeing someone they hate looking pleased? She's probably pitying me inside...
"The building you ordered is done. They want you to come check it out."
"Already?"
"Yeah. Orcs work hard."
Lete puffed her chest proudly, clearing her throat with an "ahem," face still blank. Oh, and she was currently riding an orc soldier prone on the floor. She'd taken a liking to orc taxis lately—always cruising on them. Orcs seemed fine with it; they drew lots to take turns.
I felt bad treating orcs like that, so I only rarely—very rarely—rode General Barosy.
Anyway. I said I'd check it out soon, but instead of leaving, Lete hopped off the orc and crouched nearby, staring intently at me and the maid fucking.
Definitely hates me. Trying to mess with me, hoping the staring would stress me out and kill my boner.
But I wasn't that weak. If anything, having a beauty like Lete watch made my dick harder. Plus, squatting there, her loose thin clothes let me peek at her cleavage. Soft-looking, fragrant valley. No different from the maids', but knowing it was Lete's got me throbbing anyway.
"Ugh, grr...!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt...!
With that, I finally creampied inside Maid #2. No pregnancy worries—just blasted deep in her hot depths. Seemed thicker and more voluminous than usual. Lete's fault?
Her first time, and instead of savoring the virginity, all I remembered was Lete's sneaky cleavage...
* * *
I threw on some clothes and stepped outside. The garden and plaza in front of the hotel looked totally different now.
First thing that caught my eye: the orcs' huts. Crude things made of mud and logs—ugly, but cheap and quick to build. Best part? They could house nearly all the orcs. Peak efficiency in space and resources.
Only worry: the orcs living in them would hate it. Honestly, worse than boot camp barracks—I wouldn't wanna stay there.
But the orcs? All grinning, no complaints. Checked their status windows just in case—affection and happiness sky-high. No need to upgrade, then.
I'd never live in one, though.
Someone might say, why not let them in the hotel? Nah, that'd be weird. My fancy hotel with those rough, ugly orcs? A bit much.
As I stood there admiring, I spotted Orc General Barosy approaching from afar.