Doki Maids (Lewd)

Threw the doki maid greens onto here so you're not sifting through the entire green bin. Order is Monika, Yuri, Natsuki, Sayori.
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Maid Monika
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>You've been living with Monika for the last several weeks now
>She doesn't have a job or anything, so you've been working long and extra hours to support you and her both
>For some reason, she's been insisting that she somehow earn her keep
>Lewd thoughts aside, you brush her comments off; you're more than happy to have her with you
>Anyway, you come home from work one day to find her greeting you at the door in a maid outfit
>You're surprised, both by how captivating she looks dressed as a maid, and how revealing the outfit is
>The outfit does little to contain her sizeable bust and the skirt just barely conceals her ass
>The ribbons that adorn her collar, her chestnut hair and thigh high stockings perfectly accentuate the outfit
>You haven't told Monika yet, but thigh highs are your demise
>God, you love it when she wears high heels too
>"Hi Anon! I figured I'd do something to make myself useful around here~"
>You're at a momentary loss for words, this is the kind of thing that only happens in the anime you watch
>"You do so much for me already, I figured I'd at least do something for you~"
>You're still staring at her like a slack jawed caveman
>Not like you act any better...
>"Ahaha! You're speechless! You really like what you see, huh?"
>Be an adult, Anon, be a *good* adult...
>"...that I do..."
>"Good! I have dinner ready soon, so go and sit down on the couch and relax!"
>Monika gives you a quick peck on the cheek and disappears into the kitchen pretty quickly
>It feels like you're running on automatic while you take off your shoes and walk sit on the couch
>The thought that she may be spoiling you from now on comes to mind
>You have to admit though, having your favorite show on already when you get home is a very nice touch

>You sit back on the couch and lay back a bit while Monika toils away at dinner
>A part of you feels bad for leaving all the cooking and cleaning to her and wants to go help
>You talk yourself out of that though, you know that any argument about that wouldn't get very far
>The sound of random clattering and a disapproving huff comes from the kitchen
>Monika walks over to you with a look of mild frustration
>"So... dinner is going to be a bit longer than I expected..."
>"Ok...? Do you need help?"
>"Not really, I forgot to thaw a few things out first."
>"So what does that mean?"
>"That I'm going to do this now since you have to wait longer for dinner."
>"Do wha-"
>Monika is already on her knees and undoing the belt to your pants
>You reflexively tense and try to block her before realizing how stupid that is
>Monika giggles at your initial resistance while she slides your pants and boxers down
>She giggles even more when she sees your rapidly hardening dick
>"Ahahaha... I still can't believe this is all mine, I think we both lucked out here."
>"Stop teasing me by talking into it like it's a microphone..."
>"Sorry master~"
>Her mouth envelops your cock before you can protest her calling you master
>The feeling sends a chill down your spine and you can't help but shudder
>Monika slowly lifts her head up to your tip without letting you out of her mouth
>Her tongue swirls around your head before she sinks her mouth back down on you
>You run your hands through Monika's hair and frilly hairband while she continues
>You hear a muffled coo as you start playing with little tufts of her hair
>Somebody likes this as much as you do

>Eventually she stops tonguing your tip at the height of every movement and shifts into a rhythmic bobbing
>Needing some form of balance, she grips your dick with both hands and strokes you while sucking you off
>The constant motion has also caused Monika's tits to slip out of the top of the maid outfit
>Like that was difficult
>Her pink nipples lightly brush against your thighs as she stuffs her mouth with your cock
>You hang your head back and close your eyes, trying your best to calm your labored breaths
>This is all too much though, you're absolutely going to blow
>Similar to, but not quite like how Monika is blowing
>You tighten your grip on her head as you approach a strong orgasm
>Monika does her best to resist your grip and she's surprisingly good at it
>She bobs her head and strokes you up and down as fast as she can
>"Monika, I'm about to..."
>She says nothing and continues at the same pace
>Unable to hold off any longer, you explode into her mouth
>Your hips involuntarily buck as you pump all of you possibly can into her
>Monika holds you in her mouth until every drop of cum has left your dick
>She pulls herself back and looks you in the eye, her mouth agape
>Jesus, you completely filled her mouth
>It takes her a second, but she swallows all of your seed
>Her mouth hangs open again to prove that she swallowed everything you gave
>She smiles before kissing the tip of your dick
>"A little treat for my Anon, ahahaha~"
>She tucks your dick back into your boxers and readjusts her clothes
>"Dinner should be done soon, honey."
>She kisses your head while you're still panting on the couch
>"We can continue where left off after dinner~"
>Monika heads back into the kitchen while you put your pants back on
>You hope you can recharge quickly, because the things you plan on doing to her tonight are ungodly
>At least dinner will be done soon

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Maid Yuri
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>You've been coming home for a few days now to your relatively new girlfriend dressed up as some classical maid
>It's not exactly some sort of risque outfit, but you can't say you don't enjoy seeing Yuri that way
>The way her white apron covers her frilled black dress just screams adorable to you
>That and seeing her wear a frilled hairband that parts her long violet locks is cute too
>She definitely looks like she could fit the part
>Although the apron looks strained against her chest
>Yuri's never really explained why she started doing this
>Other than mumbling something about 'private history' or 'personal taste'...
>Weird.
>For the first few days, everything seemed pretty normal
>You work way longer/harder than you should, you get home and a smiling Yuri is always there to greet you
>She must be working hard, your place actually looks cleaner!
>You started noticing a few things though
>A few times Yuri has dropped something and bent over while holding onto her dress
>Each time, you get a heaping eyeful of black lace panties that barely contain her curvy ass
>There have also been a few instances where Yuri would unbutton the top of her dress while doing the dishes
>She'd normally mention something about the sweltering heat in the room before doing so
>You could plainly see her cleavage sitting above her apron, only held black by a matching black lace bra
>There's also been a few times she's gotten dangerously close to your dick
>She does so under various pretenses: vacuuming, getting a stain out of your pants, grabbing a piece of lint with her mouth
>You love how shy and how introverted she is, but you're not stupid or that dense

>You've been aching for some release for too long anyway
>You decide to finally confront her on it one day and meet her in the kitchen
>Yuri is busy setting the oven timer and stirring away at a pot when you walk in
>She isn't even aware that you're next to her until you clear your throat
>The poor girl nearly jumps out her skin
>Her face of concern washes away when she sees that it's you
>"Oh? Sorry, Anon, what did you need?"
>Christ, she's too cute
>You cut to the chase immediately
>You attempt to sound as verbose as she normally does, she's mentioned before she likes when you do that
>"I was just inquiring about why my darling Yuri has been attempting with the utmost lascivious effort to seduce me."
>Yuri turns her attention away from the food and starts to mutter
>"Wha..."
>"My darling does not require to be bashful; she is quite the captivating lady and I would be a fool to not accept her passes."
>Yuri is holding her cheeks and blushing heavily
>"My Anon... wants..."
>"You sexually, yes."
>Yuri is at a complete loss for words as you approach her
>She doesn't even look to be aware of you as you lightly press your lips around hers
>Her eyes widen upon realizing you've already started to kiss her
>Yuri closes her eyes and hangs on to your arms as the kiss deepens into something more
>You hungrily push her back against another end of the counter without breaking mouth contact
>Yuri sits up against the counter while clutching your back
>Her gasps of air and pleasure are too much for you to contain yourself
>While your tongues dance, you undo your pants and boxers
>It takes a bit of force and concentration to throw Yuri's dress around quick enough to get to her crotch
>Lacking the ability or patience to wait any amount of time further, you pull her sheer lace panties to the side and slip your cock into her

>Thankfully the counter is short enough for you and Yuri to properly have sex on
>Yuri's folds are incredibly tight and slick against your throbbing dick
>You hold her legs up and caress the skin just above her short stockings as you drive yourself in
>She looks you in the eye with her mouth hanging open as you hilt yourself in her
>You wouldn't know any better, but it looks like there's hearts in her eyes
>After a minute or two, you pick up a decent rhythm
>Yuri's fingers lightly dig into your back as she gasps and moans in tune with every thrust
>In a short amount of time, Yuri plunges into an orgasm
>The girl writhes in your grasp and you end up losing your grip on her legs
>It doesn't matter though, she's locked her legs around your back
>Her loud moaning and quivering insides are too much for you to handle
>You throw caution to the wind and pump into her as hard and quickly as possible
>With a groan, you explode inside of her
>You can feel each rope of your cum shoot inside Yuri
>She can feel it too judging by how she gives a small gasp with spurt
>You both exhale heavily and stare at each other while coming back down
>Yuri reaches forward and give you a peck on the lips and you reciprocate
>A beeping emanates from the oven timer not a moment sooner
>The air is starting to smell good too, now that you're paying attention
>"Oh! Dinner is done Anon!"

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Maid Natsuki
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>“Stop staring at me, pervert!”
>“Ow!”
>Natsuki delivers a small blow to your arm with a fist
>You weren't even really looking at her, in fact, you've been nothing but a complete gentlemen this past week
>The girl exhales derisively at you before walking back to the kitchen
>You lean back on the couch and sigh, trying to rub the pain out of your arm
>After it subsides, you grab one of the cupcakes Natsuki had set on the table in front of you
>Like always, it's delicious
>Natsuki hasn't much cared for the entire maid routine she's had to put up all week
>But, a bet is a bet and she lost
>Originally you thought that it was just going to be a week of having her over, cleaning a few things up and making good meals and sweets for you
>What you didn't expect, was her showing up at your door on the first day in an actual maid outfit
>You're not sure if Natsuki misunderstood what you meant by "be my pretty maid and cook for me all week", but who are you to argue?
>Besides, this is the best you've gotten to eat in some time
>Plus Natsuki makes for an adorable maid
>If you didn't know any better, you'd say she ripped the outfit right out of a fan-service chapter from Parfait Girls
>Her top only covers a modest amount of her chest and is adorned with various frills and black ribbons
>You love how it shows off her shoulders and her collar bone, considering you almost never get to see either
>A dress collar and ribbon cling to her neck despite not being connected to any other part of the outfit
>Her skirt hangs just above her knees and frills out like ballerina's tutu
>Sheer black pantyhose cover her slender legs
>A pair of black high heels, a small apron and matching hair ribbons finish the outfit
>You've had a hard time trying to control yourself and not ogle the petite girl (when she's looking)

>You feel slightly bad that you made her do this, so you're not about to go THERE with your maid
>Thankfully this is the last day of having her as a maid, you're pent up from not acting on your desires
>For once, you are a good boy
>Natsuki returns not long after you finish the first cupcake, obviously having waited around the corner for you to finish
>"How was it... Master..."
>She strained hard to say the last word
>You don't even understand why she's insisted on calling you that this week, but you've been going with the act anyway
>"It was a perfect cupcake from my perfect cupcake. I loved it."
>A faint blush covers her face and her eyes light up
>"'Perfect cupcake'?"
>You're starting to feel a little mushy, but you feel that some well deserved praise is in order.
>"Yeah, your cooking is amazing! To be honest, I'm going to miss it when the bet ends tomorrow."
>"Y-You... but..."
>"And I know you think I only wanted you as a maid so I can check you out in a skimpy outfit, but I just wanted a reason to have you around more."
>Natsuki's face turns beet-red as she stares at back at you slack jawed
>You rarely ever get this soft with her, but you continue
>"I know I don't say it enough, but you're a truly wonderful girlfriend. I love you."
>Wow you've never actually gotten that sweet when talking to her
>The room hangs silent as flustered Natsuki tries to find her words
>Y-Y-You... idiot..."
>"What?"
>You're caught off guard when Natsuki straddles you and forces her lips against yours
>What's equally surprising is when she immediately pushes her tongue into your mouth
>You collect yourself quickly and desperately lash your tongue at hers
>Your erection starts to harden and poke against Natsuki's crotch
>She grinds on it momentarily, eliciting a soft moan from her directly into your mouth
>You rest your hands on her hips to help guide her
>Before you know it, Natsuki pulls her head away and catches her breath

>"You're an idiot because you're supposed to USE your maid, not avoid touching her while saying you love her..."
>"Are you saying you've actually been wanting me to take advantage of you?"
>"N-No..."
>Her crimson face and continued grinding tells you otherwise, and she catches your raised eyebrow
>"Fine, yes... I thought you weren't going to be able to keep your hands off of me in this outfit... I know how much you love pantyhose too."
>Outwardly, you remain silent as you gaze into your girlfriend's eyes
>Inwardly, you're screaming
>"Anon, are you even paying att-"
>You interrupt her by pressing your face to her chest
>Hungrily, you kiss and nip at her collar bone and the exposed part of her neck
>Natsuki shudders as she clutches your shoulders to keep herself up
>Your sudden offense draws various abrupt gasps out of her while she struggles to undo your pants
>With a free hand, you help her and get your cock out
>Natsuki has to push hard to get you away from her neck
>She lifts her dress to show you that she's not wearing any panties, just pantyhose
>"You were planning this?"
>"A maid takes care of her master... even if he's a big dense dummy."
>You wordlessly guide Natsuki forward so she's hovering just over your cock
>Natsuki reaches down and pushes some of the thin fabric aside to reveal an access hole
>You position yourself through the hole and eagerly prod at her entrance
>Natsuki doesn't let a second go to waste and slowly sinks herself onto your pole
>With every inch you slide in, a tremendous tightness awaits your dick

>A few pants escape Natsuki as she finally takes you all the way to hilt
>There's a moment of pause as you both revel in the feeling of being connected
>You use your hands to help Natsuki as she gradually starts to lift herself up
>Even while sliding back out, everything is still so agonizingly tight in the best way
>Natsuki eventually picks up a slow pace, you're almost too big for her to go fast on without destroying herself
>You pull down the small amount of cloth that covers Natsuki's breasts
>They're somewhat small, but they're perky enough and absolutely perfect on her
>They slightly bounce in almost directly in front of your face
>You hold one and lick her other, taking turns to keep everything even
>Natsuki's earlier gasps have now devolved into lustful moans as your tongue dances across her nipples
>With your tongue getting tired, you resign from licking her petite breasts and instead grope them
>Your dick is starting to get sensitive
>The both of your regular moans emanate throughout the room
>You reach forward and hug her tightly to your chest, a move Natsuki seems to appreciate
>It takes a bit of time, but you feel that all too familiar tingling in your cock
>Before you can cum, Natsuki sinks all the way down on your cock and squirms, the bliss of an orgasm hitting her
>You can't hold yourself back as her insides clamp down on you like never before
>A powerful orgasm ripples through you as you fill up your girlfriend with everything you have
>Natsuki collapses on top of you as you slide onto the couch cushions, the both of you still connected
>She rests her head on your neck as she tries to catch her breath
>You do the same while you absentmindedly rub the small of her back
>"I love you too, Anon..."
>You kiss the top of Natsuki's head as you snuggle her
>"Good. Now, what are we having for dinner later?"

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Maid Sayori
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>You sit down at the table with a hot plate of food in hand and a growling stomach
>"Bon appetit, Anon!"
>Sayori is looking at you with a large amount of excitement, awaiting your first bite
>She cooked you a nice dinner not too long after you got off of work, and this is the best its looked all week
>Your plate had generous portions of various vegetables, meat and potatoes
>Surpisingly, it's pretty good!
>"Wow, Sayori, this is great!"
>"Ehehe... anything for my Anon!"
>Coming home to good dinner is an honest surprise for you, all this week the dinners Sayori has cooked haven't really turned out
>She tried to pan fry dry rice last night, she lightly pan seared raw chicken the night before (good thing you caught that) and god only knows what that brownish pile was the first night
>After each failed attempt you would piece something together on your own and share with her
>Sayori would always be too disappointed to try again, but you would only push her to keep trying
>She hasn't been working much lately, or really held a job since she moved in with you
>Not that you haven't pushed her on finding work, she just has some strange bad luck with holding a position
>In the mornings Sayori would head to a new job and come home in the afternoon crying and saying she was fired
>Even if some of the situations seemed too ridiculous to be real, you would make it your mission to console her, like when you were kids
>It would take a fair amount of effort to make her feel better but you always got her to smile in the end
>Still, she seemed downtrodden in general lately, especially with you being gone for half the day and having nothing to do with herself
>You had the idea that she could work as a maid for easy money
>Sayori mentioned that she had done that a month ago and was let go because she set the dishwasher on fire
>After taking a moment to rub your forehead, you clarified that she could be /your/ maid

>Sayori seemed unsure of the idea (likely worried that she may set the apartment on fire) but you convinced her otherwise
>Getting to stay home, clean up a little, cook for the both of you and decorating...
>She had pointed out that you just described a housewife
>"Is that such a bad thing?"
>"Not if it's for you~"
>The day after that, she started playing the part of the maid for you, outfit and everything
>She hasn't been especially good at any actual maid duty, but you've been letting it slide
>Even if she's not too well at doing her 'job', seeing her excited that she has a sense of purpose makes everything worth it
>You'd much rather see her genuinely happy than have extra money or a clean apartment
>And to keep seeing her dressed as a maid
>Anyway, you sit with Sayori and enjoy the rest of dinner with each other.
>You accidentally let out a satisfied burp, causing Sayori to giggle
>You apologize, but she seems genuinely happy that you enjoyed her meal
>"Let me take your plate, Anon, dessert is next."
>You hand Sayori your empty plate along with the silverware and watch her walk back to kitchen
>Your eyes linger on her until she's out of sight
>You haven't mentioned it to Sayori yet, but you absolutely love seeing her in that outfit

>It's a simple black dress that sits on top of a thin white dress shirt with a black ribbon on her collar
>The dress shows off a fair amount of Sayori's smooth legs and is accented by a pair of open black flats on her feet
>A small frilly white apron sits on top of everything to keep it covered
>You're unsure of how she found a black copy of her signature bow, but that alone completes the outfit
>Unfortunately, having Sayori dressed as a maid is also backfiring on you
>It's been a while since you two have had 'alone time' and you're getting backed up at this point
>With her problems in finding work, Sayori has been too dismal to entertain any idea of 'entertaining' for the last few months
>Fucking months...
>You can't see yourself pushing her on it when she's felt this way though, even if you are unsatisfied sexually
>Better to have her want it on her own terms than for you to force it
>You get up from the table and check your phone while you wait
>Sayori comes back out from the kitchen without any food, oddly
>"So, about dessert..."
>Is she blushing?
>"Yes?"
>She saunters over to you, with her hands behind her back
>"..."

>Sayori wraps her arms around your shoulders and draws you in for a deep kiss
>For this first minute, it's all lip work
>Christ, you've missed this
>You open your mouth to take a bit of a breath, which Sayori takes advantage of by pushing her tongue into your mouth
>Her tongue methodically rubs across every part of your inner mouth, not just your tongue
>Your dick is pretty close to destroying the zipper to your pants, you've wanted this for so long
>You try your best to thrash her tongue back, but Sayori is pretty forceful today
>Your eyes slightly open and find her eyes gazing lustfully back
>Despite both of your tongues lolling and thrashing hotly, the both of you hold each other's stare
>It's strange, but it's almost like a silent, mutual acknowledgement of the longing you feel for each other
>You have to push Sayori away to finally catch your breath
>"Holy shit, Sayori..."
>"What?"
>"I didn't expect..."
>"I know..."
>Sayori is clutching you pretty hard and trying to catch her breath herself
>"I know we haven't 'done it' for a bit, Anon..."
>"That's-"
>She squeezes even tighter
>"You're too good for me, Anon... I don't really deserve someone who's always looked out for me, who's always pushed me..."
>"I deserve you."
>Sayori is caught off guard by that, especially when you pull her in for a tight hug
>"You've always been mine... from the time we started playing together... even those few years when we drifted apart... I could never imagine myself truly without you."

>"A-Anon?"
>"You're my girl... I need you as much as you need me."
>A few tears are welling up in Sayori's eyes, her breath and grasp quivering as well
>"I love you."
>"I love you too!"
>Sayori hops onto you, causing you to lose your balance and fall onto the floor
>Even with the momentary pain of hitting the ground, you enjoy the pleasure of feeling her mouth on yours once again
>Before you know it, Sayori is straddling you, taking the active roll
>Your girlfriend slowly grinds and humps herself on top of you while she tries to tongue kiss you with much more fervor
>Without any reason to hold back, you try to as quickly as possible to kick your pants and your boxers off
>At the same time, Sayori's hands drift up your shirt and begin to feel your chest
>Your cock soon springs forward and rests against Sayori under her dress
>It kind of feels like...
>You disconnect from the second kiss
>"Sayori, is that..."
>"Ehehe... no panties... I'm your dessert."
>The tingling of feeling Sayori's pubic hair on your cock feels remarkably good
>Yeah, you're pent up
>"Can you put..."
>Sayori doesn't even need you to finish your sentence; she takes a one of her hands and holds your dick
>She sets you at the very front of her pussy; your cock eagerly awaiting entrance
>"I love you, Anon."
>"I love you too."
>You hear that wonderful phrase one more time before Sayori sinks onto you, taking you all the way to your base

>It's just as tight and warm as you remember
>You need all of your mental fortitude to keep yourself from cumming inside her right then
>Sayori goes to reposition her hands for better leverage, but you catch them and interlock your fingers together
>A prolonged moan escapes her mouth as Sayori raises herself back above your dick
>You head is the only part of you that's still in her, and you relish the warmth
>She promptly lowers her pussy back down on you, fully engulfing your cock once again
>This time, you both gasp as you two take in as much as possible
>Your eyes remain locked onto hers as your hands drift to her legs
>You lift your hands up, causing Sayori's skirt to drift upwards
>Only for a moment, you catch a glimpse of yourself impaling Sayori before the skirt flutters down
>God, it looks like you're too big for her
>With her skirt normally in the way of your view, your hands trace Sayori's supple thighs and hips while she quickens the pace of mounting you
>Even though you've had sex with her more than a few times beforehand, there's something about this time that makes you want to prolong it while wanting to cum early
>Sayori picks up the pace while she feels tighter with every other thrust
>Baby, I'm not going to last if... oh my god..."
>Sayori has silently increased her pace abruptly, stroking your full length with every buck of her hips despite you not directly being aware

>You feel her hips press against yours one final time before you feel Sayori's pussy clench against your cock
>Hasn't taken too long for the love of your life to cum
>Almost as if being divinely scheduled, you also cum inside Sayori
>Sayori feels every single twitch, shake, and dribble that you can muster, while you hold her tightly, ensuring that she couldn't possibly escape from the dispersal of your seed
>You buck and pump as much as possible into your girlfriend
>You and Sayori both heavily pant, while staring at each other
>She's yours forever, bound to be the mother of your children
>And you're Sayori's forever, bound to be the father of her children
>You of course, are more than happy to indulge the idea of being a father
>As long as you have your soulmate, is there anything wrong with starting a family with her?
>It's been a long time coming, but you hug a pregnant Sayori to yourself months later.
>She's yours, forever.