Itachi shifted her weight from side to side. Shisui was coming home tonight, after five long weeks gathering intel. The only goodbye she had gotten was a note left on the dining table, explaining how he was to leave immediately. She understood. Life as a shinobi is like this at times. She had opened the window to the kitchen, she had shut the oven off not too long ago. She baked a batch of brownies, they were cooking off, waiting to be plated. Her heart raced. She knew how to bake, and was very good at it. That wasn’t the issue.
Her foot rose to scratch behind her ankle nervously. But stocking upon stocking didn’t give much relief. For a moment she thought what she was doing was absolutely ridiculous, but she shook her head.
The day Shisui left, she found an sexual magazine, it was filled with mostly one woman. A woman’s who’s appearance greatly resembled her own, but the costume she wore was beyond scandalous. A frilly maid costume with ripped stockings and a collar with a bell. At first Itachi was upset. She new it was jealousy, she didn’t want him looking at other women, even if they looked much like her.
So during a week into Shisui’s mission, Itachi found an equally, if not more, slutty, yet classy maid outfit. A deep sweetheart neckline, just barely over her ass skirt, and translucent pink stockings. If she didn’t want Shisui looking at other women, wouldn’t this be the best compromise?
Is going to have to be. She already burned the magazine before she thought about what she was doing. She fanned her face, thinking about how hot she was in the kitchen. She grabbed the brownies and headed to the dining room, even if they were still freshly out of the oven, she’d rather plate them too soon than too late.
Happy with her arrangement, she took a seat, drinking a glass of water. Both helped to calm her nerves. She wondered why she was so nervous. They’ve had sex more times than she could count. They’ve even managed to slip a few quickies during missions. But as she thought, she realized she had never dressed up for him before.
Of course she wore clothes she knew that would excite him, but this? This was entirely different. She looked like a stupid bimbo from some random fighting game. She shifted her thighs together, feeling the wetness between her legs. Perhaps the most embarrassing part of all of this, was how much she truly enjoyed it. She put her hands on her chest, but she didn’t need to touch them to know how hard her nipples were, especially against such silky material. She’s surprised she hasn’t gotten pregnant by how many times she’s been disrespectfully fucked and comed in. It’s like she wants to be treated like a filthy whore.
Her body shuddered at the thought. At this rate, whenever Shisui gets home she won’t be able to last long. Her body was already sensitive and needy just by putting it on this costume. Wait, when Shisui gets home? She closed her eyes and concentrated on her surroundings. Shisui is definitely near, it’s only a matter of time now.
She stood, flattening her skirt. Making sure the brownies looked as close to perfection as possible, she went to the doorway. Standing just to the side, so he would have to step into the house before seeing her. Her heart pounding in her chest, knees already weak.
It was little more than five minutes before she heard the door unlocking, she took a deep breath while adjusting her stockings once more and flattening the skirt..
“I’m home!” Shisui’s voice called out, ringing inside of her. He stepped in, promptly closing the door behind himself. Before he could even bend down to take off his shoes, he could see Itachi and all of her glory. Flushed, slightly trembling, knees rubbing together, Breast perky and such a beautiful maids dress. The skirt was short, mixing elegance with provocativeness. He immediately knew, she found his stash.
She bowed, “Welcome home master.” She felt if she were to bow any deeper, her breast would fall out from her bra. “I’ve made brownies for you.” She looked up at him as he started approaching her. She stood up straight, taking a step back. She can’t remember ever seeing him look at her like how he was, eyes and expressions completely unreadable. “Shisui?” Was he upset? Does he know that she knows?
He stood right in front of her, he definitely wasn’t upset, his eyes had an undertone of happiness. She picked a soft brown cube off the plate, raising it to his mouth, “Would you like to try, master?”
He stared at the cube for a moment before grabbing her wrist, taking both the cube and the tip of her finger into his mouth. Her head began to spin as another arm wrapped around her waist, he leaned in close, swallowing, before softly speaking into her ear, “ I’ll have to make good use of you tonight. Don’t-cha think?” His tongue dragged along the outside of her ear, causing a soft mewl.
“Yes master, I’ll serve you to your heart’s content”
The living room was awfully too quiet for Shisui’s liking. His legs spread wide with a beautiful maid in between, making excellent work of his cock. At times, he thrust up into her throat, causing a lovely gag. Others he would bring her down as far as she could go, only to hold her there for a moment before releasing her. She diligently tended to his orbs while he ate the delicious treats he had been craving for so long, running his hand through her hair, praising her throughout the diligent job, as her gagging and the bell on her collar filled the silence. He decided to take her by surprise again by having his own dessert fill her mouth completely.
After swallowing, she stood before him, “Shall we take this to the bedroom?” she asked above a whisper.
“One moment” he said, trapped within a trance. He brought himself to the edge of the couch as he pulled her in closer. Her hands rested on his shoulders as he admired the detailing within her costume up close.
He kissed over her belly, before lifting up her skirt, taking her by surprise once more. His eyes darted up to her own, “Hold this for me” and she took her skirt from him, holding it up as he admired what was under her dress.
“You’ve gotten yourself completely soaked down here,” he pulled at her stockings creating a camel toe and rubbing the bunched fabric teasingly over her clit, making her squirm and mewl. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this, poor baby. This must have been so hard to bear. You look as if you’ve already came.”
His voice rang in her chest, she had no idea how to respond even If she’d be able to form a sentence. Her eyes rolled as he slowly rolled his thumb over her clit, causing her legs to shake. She spread her legs, giving herself a better stance, and giving him more access. This teasing, this foreplay, it was all getting to her. Straight to her core.
Shisui pulled the skirt down as he rubbed the outside of her thighs comforting her nerves. Dispute how turned on she clearly was, she was also definitely nervous, which won’t do. Never. “I think we should take this to the room now, you need to be rewarded for your services”
Their eyes red, passion ablaze as they stared into each other’s souls, “Yes please, master,” only to be broken by Shisui lifting his beloved above his shoulder, gaining for a yelp from her. He marched to their bedroom, hands massaging her thighs. Itachi wasn’t quite sure on how to react, she’s never been carried like this and her thighs were beyond sensitive. She held onto his shirt to hold herself up right. With a shaky breath, “I don’t know how much more I’ll last,” she called as her vision clouded with lust. She had been completely soaked for quite a while now from simple anticipation. She wanted the wait to be over. She needed him inside her. Her body was thrown into the bed, her fabrics quickly pulled down from her chest, freeing her breasts. Her own two massive orbs that shook from the slightest movement. The bell on her collar jingled each time her body moved.
Her bottom hanging off the side of the bed, ankles resting in his shoulders. Her stocking being pulled down just enough to grant her master access. Everything moving too quickly, before she knew it her back was arching away from the bed as she began getting fucked into. The sound of their skin slapping and her pussy juices squishing around. It’s all she wanted. Planning for days and waiting so long.
Her hands raised to her breast, squishing and rubbing over her nipples. When her hands weren’t there, her breast would spill off to the side. With the constant trusting, it would be uncomfortable to have them bounce wildly. So playing with them solved her issue, and a plus, Shisui loved watching play with her breasts.
And she loved him looking at her body. Only her body. Her eyes widened as Shisui began pulling at her clit, rubbing it between his finger and thumb, only to transition into a circular rub with just his thumb.
His cock that was fucking in and out of her was now being covered in her thick white cream, he held her down at the hips, to keep her from rolling them too wildly as she came. She is beautiful, in every single way. Even her cries as she releases her orgasm, the way her eyes would squeeze shut and how her teeth would dig into her bottom lip. The way her pussy clenched around him so tightly, pulling him further inside of her lovely palace.
Though she may be orgasming, he was far from done with her. Without losing rhythm or speed, he kept on. Brutally fucking her, watching as her brain shorts out. She became a pool of moans, pulling at the bedding. He pulled out of her suddenly, causing a whine from her. He grabbed her leg, flipping her over. One foot barely hanging off the floor as her other leg lay spread out of the bed, her ass up. In record time Shisui was once more into her, watching as her ass giggled with each thrust. He grabbed her hair, wrapping it around his wrist to pull her dizzy head back.
He fucked into her relentlessly, listening to her moans and the ringing of the bell. It all, complete heaven, the outfit, how horny he’d been these past few days, how this pussy is sucking him in. It definitely wasn’t long before she squirted out, friction turning it into thick white cream. Her body began to shake from over sensitivity, it was only until Shisui’s cream was released deep inside of her did his fast pace slow. His lips placed light kisses along her back.
Itachi fell limp on the bed, hair stuck wet to her forehead. Shisui moved her hair from her face, kissing her on the cheek. He plopped down in front of her, the two smiled as they stared into each other’s eyes.
“That was fuckin-“
Itachi pushed her hand into his face, “I’m taking it off.” She sat up only to have strong muscular arms wrap around her waist.
“Nooo” he whined out as he held her in place. “Just a little longer”
She started to laugh, “I’ve had this on for hours!” She pushed on his arms. “Unhand me!” She cried and laughed as his weight lopped onto her. Her laughter quickly turned to moans as talented fingers circled her clit. She mewled as her nipples were rubbed between two fingers. “I-it’s too much!” Her hands covered his as her eyes squeezed shut to keep them from feeling as though they'd fall out. However, that didn’t stop the touching didn’t stop. “Please” her voice began to waver, “please, please” she panted and begged.
“Shhh “ he cooed into her ear, “relax my crow.” His hand slid from her breast to enter her, thrusting into her g-stop.
“I-I can” “ the strength left her body as more of her cream oozed out, her head slumped into the bed.
Shisui stopped abruptly, “Love?” He got up into his knees, turning her limp body over, seeing her completely passed out. “Itachi,” he lightly tapped her cheek. He laughed softly, “Oh my love,” he kissed her on the lips. “I must have worked you too much.” He laid her properly on the bed, dressing her in something much more comfortable. He laid with her, holding her close