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Chapter 13 by SimpleWriter SimpleWriter

What happens next?

Jess struggles to finish the night

Jess stared at the sheet in a panic. It was soaked through and would surely smell. What would Valerie do if she saw this? Weirdly, Jess was even more afraid of that scary head maid. She ripped the sheets off the bed and ran out of the gigantic bedroom, clutching them to her chest tightly to keep anyone from seeing them.

Jess saw another maid in the hall and asked, "Where can I clean these?"

The woman rolled her eyes, "Really? You've been here this many years and you still don't know?"

The exasperated maid told Jess where the laundry room was, and the blonde girl ran off. She struggled to figure out how to work the machine since she'd always had a housekeeper to do laundry for her in her old life. However, she figured it out and even managed to find fresh sheets in the linen closet. She took them back to Valerie's bedroom, getting lost for awhile along the way in the huge house.

It was nearly midnight by the time Jess finished cleaning the room. She felt exhausted and barely had the energy to drag herself to her room. On the way downstairs, she passed the front hall and saw that the guests were leaving. The guys were back in their football jerseys and the girls were back in their cheer uniforms. Jess hid behind a marble column and peeked out at them.

"That was so fun!" said Cassie, "I can't believe we've never had an orgy before!"

"I'm up for it any time!" said Brad.

"Of course you are," said Valerie with a devilish grin, "If you get on your knees and beg real hard, I might just do another one of these."

Brad made a big show of dropping to his knees in front of the stacked redhead, but his voice was probably a little more sincere than he intended when he said, "Please?"

The head cheerleader leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, then straightened up and patted him on the head. Then she turned around and walked away. Tia trailed behind her as everyone else left through the ornate front door.

Jessica's legs were quivering. Seeing Brad on his knees in front of Valerie had gotten her motor running again, and it was quickly turning into another fit of lust. She wanted Brad's cock buried deep in her pussy. Her hand went up her skirt and straight to her pussy. For a millisecond she remembered that she'd forgotten to put her panties back on and wondered where she'd left them, but then she was right back to fantasizing about big cock.

Jess knew this wouldn't get her off. As she watched Brad close the door behind him, she knew she'd missed her chance to run after him and beg him to fuck her. She followed Valerie and Tia, hating how Tia kept thanking Valerie for the party and looking at her with total admiration. Then the two broke apart to go to their rooms. Jess followed the small girl, thinking about the story that Tia had told about Jess offering to play out a hentai with her. That was the kind of thing that could make this torturous arousal go away. Maybe she could go up to the girl and offer to make a tentacle monster costume. She could tell her there would be vibrators sewn into the tentacles to go deep up her snatch. Yes, that could work! Of course, it would humiliate the girl, but she was just a dumb exchange student, she didn't matter!

"What are you doing?!" came an angry whisper from behind Jess.

She turned and saw the head maid, looking like she was going to explode. Jess panicked and ran off.

The former head cheerleader turned lowly maid in a revealing uniform went back to her room and tried not to think about sex. She pulled out her phone and tried to find something to distract her, but all she found was porn. She turned off the porn as quickly as she could, only a half hour later, then breathed deeply and tried to think of something that would help.

Then she saw the notebook she'd dropped on the floor.

She picked it up and quickly started writing a story in it. She wrote about getting gang-banged in the cafeteria with one hand while she diddled herself with the other hand. The more disgusting the things being done to her in the story, the closer she came to cumming. Finally, while writing about a guy cumming all over her ass, she came explosively. As much as she hated it, Jess knew these last couple of orgasms had been the most powerful of her life.

The girl in the sexy French maid uniform collapsed onto her pillow. She fell asleep with a finger still up her pussy and the notebook clenched tightly in her other hand.

What happens the next day?

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