The Backstory! (Xxx)

Maya rushed into the room without hesitation. A tall, naked figure stood before her.

"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know you were in here," Maya muttered, turning her back almost immediately.

Mr. Collins grabbed her hands, turning her toward him, as though he had been waiting for her to come into the room.

Her eyes rose from the ground up, her hand following suit, trying to cover her eyes from staring at the naked body.

"It's fine, dear, you can call me James," he said. His hands were slowly moving over her arms, toward her shoulders.

Maya stood speechless as her eyes moved over his body. His chest was full and firm. His hips... She could already imagine them moving in and out of her.

They made her p***y wet.

Mr. Collins seduced her, touching her face slowly with his hands while he stared deep into her eyes.

His hands dropped to her braless shirt. He squeezed her small pink nipples.

Maya shook visibly enough for him to see she was enjoying his touch.

"Touch me," he whispered in her ear.

She stroked his already erect shaft, slowly... Making him beg. She kept moving slowly...

"Ahh... ahh... ahh..."

He moaned uncontrollably until he released his milky juice.

Maya was already wet, wet from the sound of Mr. Collins moaning to her small but intense touches.

He pushed Maya toward the door, turned her around, and began to kiss her nape, her ears. His hands pinched her nipples, and she moaned continuously, swirling her waist as a signal for him to go further.

He slid his fingers into her knickers, moving in a circular motion against her wet clit.

"You're so wet, darling... and it would be my pleasure to make you come."

Maya shivered at his words, and her legs were beginning to fail her as he rubbed her even more vigorously.

"Mmm... uhhhh..."

"Yes, darling, express yourself as you please," he said, kissing her neck.

"Uhhhh..." she moaned until her legs quivered and gave way.

Mr. Collins carried her to his bed, his matrimonial bed.

Maya felt like a queen. She felt special.

He slowly removed her knickers while fixing a condom on his erect shaft.

He unbuttoned her shirt and began to suck her breasts.

"I'm going to make love to you, and you are going to love it," he muttered.

He alternately sucked her nipples. His hands moved in a circular motion against her wet p***y, and he slid into it slowly.

"Uhhh..." she winced.

He had just realized it was her first...

"It'll be your best," he whispered.

His mouth sucked her breasts. His hands moved slowly in and out of her clit.

He slid one finger, made it two...

Maya winced.

"If it hurts, bite my lips," he said, simultaneously kissing and fingering her.

"I'm going to go in, slowly."

He took gentle strokes in and out of her fragile p***y and was gentle.

Maya only moaned in pleasure; there was no pain.

He moved in faster and faster until he released.

"Did you get your fill?" he asked as he laid down beside her, realizing she did not come.

His strength had been lost from releasing twice in such a short time, but he wanted to satisfy his newly acquired princess.

He moved down, gently eating her out...

She screamed lightly, unconcerned, as he flickered his tongue over her... He stroked her G-spot with his tongue, making firm strokes.

Maya quivered, trying to stop him, her legs shook, forcing themselves closed, but he kept them apart.

"Ahhh... ahhh... uhhhh... James..."

He was eating... and sucking, ignoring her pleas, until a wave of orgasm washed over her, followed by a resounding moan.

It was the best Saturday afternoon of her life...

...

Maya went about the rest of the day thinking of what had transpired between her and Mr. Collins.

"Was I dreaming?" she would ask herself.

She was brought back to reality from the new size her v*gina had taken.

She felt loved, cared for.

He had made sure she had her fill.

"He must have been starved," she thought.

After cleaning, Maya often spent the day reading a book or gardening, but today, she lay in bed reimagining what she had just done with Mr. Collins.

He had left the house earlier, and she was home alone, fantasizing about the moments spent in his bed.

Maya did not have a phone at the moment and could not narrate the escapade to her friend.

She prepared the evening meals, grinning from ear to ear, singing, and hopping from pillar to post, like Cinderella.

Could she be dreaming?

Dinner was ready, and in no time, the Collins family had gathered at the dining table to eat.

"Why aren't you eating with us?" Mr. Collins questioned as Maya served the food and proceeded to leave.

"Uh, nothing, sir, I'll just eat in my room."

Mrs. Collins paid no attention to the conversation. She was always scrolling on social media whenever she was at the dining table. Laura, Clara, and Kevin were also scrolling on their phones as they devoured the carefully made dish.

After much persuasion, Maya joined them at the table. She sat directly opposite Mr. Collins.

"So, Kevin, how was the game today?" Mr. Collins asked.

His legs were fondling with Maya's toes beneath the dining table.

"Fine, Dad, just gotta do better next time," he answered absentmindedly.

"Yes, there'll be a next time," he said, raising his legs to her thighs.

Maya got the message, and he was hoping to meet with her again tonight.

One after the other, they each left the table, headed to their individual rooms, retiring for the night.

Mr. Collins stayed behind, and so did Maya.

She was already wet from his leg stimulations, and she couldn't wait to have him inside of her.

She got up, clearing the dishes, and headed to the kitchen.

Mr. Collins followed behind her and shut the door.

"You're beautiful, Maya."

He unbuttoned her blouse while he kissed her neck and let the blouse drop to the floor.

He continued to kiss her neck and shoulder, while his hand fondled with her bra to unclasp it.

He moved his head down to suckle her nipple, his tongue flickering continuously as he sucked.

Maya slid on the tap to avoid them being heard.

She moaned gently as he kissed her stomach, making a straight line to her mini skirt.

He kissed the top of her panties, slowly teasing her clitoris.

"Uhhh...ahhh..."

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Maya's experience with Mr Collins was the catalyst she needed to become Maya the Siren!