EROTIC desi Maid stories collection

[jay]

Maid(en) Stroke - 3


After that ecstatic release, I was returning to steady state and just as all men often find the urge to repeat their performance, my male icon started to raise its head! One often wishes there was a manual control which could be switched "ON" and convey the message to the erection center, the need to "rise and shine"!

With such thoughts looming large in my mind, I was trying to be "matter of fact" with Sushma, just as as a master would be expected to be, around a house maid. And then there was the other side of me, which was dying to probe her and extend reciprocal favors to her.

I had described Sush earlier - she was an assertive and a bold woman who came across as street smart. Yet, I had this firm belief, as always, that women like being asked and further, when they say "NO" they actually mean "YES."

It had been a few seconds since the last spurt and so much had crossed my mind. I was desperately trying to read Sush's mind. I had read her body well. Her well-rounded tits did not hide much.

They certainly looked the kind that had been coaxed by many a male lip,mauled by male fingers and not to miss - even been the cleft that male pricks would have loved to enjoy a rhythmic "tit-fuck." The strategic position from where I stood, I had nothing to gain by making her wait any longer or letting her go back desperate and look for the next male to help her with the pent up sex drive!

I gathered myself and asked her with a straight face " Doesn't this kind of manual exercise get you all excited... I mean... wet?" The question came across as one with empathy rather than one with curiosity or mischief.

Sush's retorted back with a straight face and said" Of course, what do you think, Babuji (the Hindi word for "Sir")? After holding a lund (Hindi word for prick) so closely and seeing it ejaculate all over me, what do you expect? After all we women also have desires and needs."

I almost shook myself and said "Of course, you do. I was not trying to find out if you were normal. I was only trying to find out if there was any way I could help you. And if you approve, I would be very happy to see the satisfaction on your face"

Sush almost knowingly smiled and asked, "Babuji, what can you do? My husband does not find me attractive and does not really care about my needs. I used to worry about it earlier. Now, I have stopped and reconciled."

I could sense the detachment in her tone and yet it was clearly masked with a tinge of challenge to me. I almost felt I was being asked if I was up to the task! I mustered my wit and asked her very innocently, " So, do you use sex toys or do you have a female partner?" She was enjoying the conversation, I could say, but she was not sure if I was leading her on. I could sense her mind was weighing her options. Most decisions in such case are made by impulse. There was no logic involved. She need not divulge her sexual habits to me. Yet her wet cunt had its own mind, I thought to myself! Sush smiled and said, " If you really want to know, I have my own little secrets. I do get my sexual release with Kalpna once in a while."

Kalpna is the woman who works in the office in an apartment in the same building. My mind was thinking fast!Is this the best opportunity to get Kalpna to join the group!

So I ventured asking her" What do you ladies do?"

Sush shot back" Well, whatever two ladies would do if they were alone and naked! But, Babuji, don't think I don't like to have a man. That has its own place in my body."

I nodded in an understanding manner. It was half empathy and the other half curiosity! I have always liked to see two women working on each other. Little did I know that I was on the threshold to witness what I had only seen in movies, to be enacted right in front of me!

All this had happened in a span of two minutes since my ejaculation and my reinvigorated hard on!

The fact that the conversation was stimulating me was no secret to Sush - she looked at me as if she wanted to ask me -" Do you usually keep it hard all the time?"

Just then, the doorbell rang...! Here we were at the crescendo of our conversation on our sexual adventures, blood flowing, juices flowing, and imagine the effect an unexpected intruder may have on a die-hard prick like that of mine!

All enthusiasm receded, the mind was only thinking of the next steps to restore order and status quo. Did it have to be the dress first? Have you ever been caught in such a dilemma?

Sushma gathered herself fast and peeped through the keyhole to check who was at the door. And guess who?

Little did she realize it would be Kalpna? She looked at me and said " Babuji, it is OK. It is Kalpna. I can ask her without opening the door and find out what is that she needs."

I too felt I was not under any pressure to get dressed; and in fact, my mind wandered to fantasize what it would be like if we could rope in Kalpna into the next phase of our adventure.

Sushma asked Kalpna, from behind the door, what brought her there looking for her during her busy work time? Kalpna told her that she wanted to meet her to share some thing very important.

Sushma knew that Kalpna had some thing urgent and that she did not see any threat in opening the door and talking with her at the doorstep.

All this had happened so fast that neither did Sushma realize (nor did I ) that her face was smeared with fresh cum spurts and so were her hands, Her disposition wore a "tell-tale" sign - revealing the ultimate!

As soon as she opened the door, Kalpna looked at Sushma and before she could say a word, her eyes did the rest of the talking!

She looked at her carefully and then took one of her fingers and scooped up a small droplet and took it to closer to her nose and smelt it!

I can't believe I was watching this scene through the window and knew that she would know the familiar smell of cum!

The next thing I knew, the two eyes had communicated and the next phrase I heard was "Sushma, what have you been up to? Have you been "milking" some one? Who is inside the house?"

Sushma realized her faux pas' and smiled. She knew the cat was out of the bag. And then, she had no secrets from Kalpna. She would have told her later on, anyways. So what if she got caught red-handed!

She smilingly told Kalpna, " Don't feel jealous. I don't mind sharing the (w)hole story with you. May be you could also join us."

She turned to see if I was watching. I had carefully avoided been sighted. I was hiding behind the curtain and she could not know I was listening to her.

My mind had already processed the information and had passed on the necessary instructions to my precious 6-inch boner that it need not stay "half mast" any more.

Little did Kalpna need motivation! She involuntarily leveled her hands with Sushma's tits and gave her a friendly squeeze!

Oh boy, that was all the approval I needed. The body language said it all. I knew the scene was set for my long awaited "threesome" fantasy. I had always visualized a third lady in my "threesome." That eventuality was literally at my doorstep!

[jay]

Maid(en) Stroke - 4


The traffic of thoughts that my mind was processing was amazing! My imagination was flooded with visuals from several video movies I had watched. Movies where a lucky guy is the recipient of attention from two women; others, where the man gets to view two women getting intimate with each other, in great detail.

I could never get my eyes off the two women, the ease with which they would communicate with each other, share what they liked; I do not remember what the man was doing in those movies.

Here I was standing in my room, planning my action to enact the contents of the movie that I was reflecting upon! Who ever said, "Two is company, three is crowd". Perhaps, it needs to be rephrased as "Two is company, three is symphony"! With two women and myself, it is going to be no less than an orchestra.....thus was the build up of my anticipation!

Just then, I was taken aback when I heard Sushma's voice right behind me, " Babuji, this is Kalpana!" I could not hide the sheepish look on my face. I knew I had crossed Kalpana a few times while she was going in and out of her office. Obviously, all those encounters were when I was fully clothed with no hint of ever showing off myself in such nude abandon! I looked back and saw Sushma's hand around Kalpana's waist clutching the smooth flesh on Kalpana's tummy.

My eyes followed the movement of Sushma's hand as if in appreciation of her gesture. I smiled and looked straight into Kalpana's eyes; and here she was, looking straight at my erection, in awe of what she saw. To provide her a clear line of sight, I faced her, and quite involuntarily, put out my hand, as if to "shake her by the hand". And lo, behold! Kalpana put out her hand out too......It was a situation of sorts - a fully dressed buxom responding to a nude man's gesture!

But before the amusement of the situation could sink into me, I felt Kalpana's hand gripping my dick nice and firm! I said, "Wow! Isn't that a novel way for a woman to greet a man?" Kalpana looked straight into my eye and said. " Of course, when your dick has extended itself and is reaching out to me, I need to acknowledge that by giving it a "dick-shake"!"

Saying that, she firmly held her palm around it and gave it a warm shake hand - up &down, sideways.. Clockwise and anticlockwise!! My dick was happily co-operating and was getting the warm, though rough, feel of a new pair of hands! But, as all dicks do, they live for the moment! How does it matter whose hands they are - all that matters is they are a woman's pair of hands and hopefully, this would only be the foreplay before it gets invited into smoother, wetter and slicker pastures!

I smiled at her gesture and said, "Kalpana, welcome to our new group. I understand you and Sushma enjoy a special relationship. That is what excites me with your being part of this group."

As soon as I said that, Sushma, not to be outdone, grabbed her opportunity, to make her presence felt. Sushma looked at Kalpana and said, "Look, Babuji has just "fired" his pistol a few minutes ago. He needs to recharge his pistol before he presses his trigger once again!"

My dick found the metaphorical comparison to shooting cum very manly! After all that is what all men need - to prove that they are potent and capable of quick recharging, isn’t it?

Sushma continued, "Why don’t we give him the necessary motivation so that he can get recharged!"

While all this was being said, Kalpana had not stopped what she had begun doing; she had unconsciously continued providing the blissful friction, her eyes were watching her hand's movements, her mind was registering the impact she was making!

The pink crown of my dick was clearly out in the open, having slipped out of its sheath, in all its glory, nostrils flared up, skin shining wet from the copious load shot just few minutes ago!

Welcome to my fantasy of two women grappling with my happy-go-lucky, trigger happy dick! If this was some one else’s story and I was reading it instead of writing it, I would not be able to wait to get into the man's position!

Well, by then, all inhibitions were given up; the women knew their parts, which they had rehearsed several times before. They both knew where to begin and did not any icebreakers! Sushma, with her hands free, slipped her hands to Kalpana's choli (tight blouse) and slowly measured her tits. Sushma seemed to like the size of Kalpana's well-formed tits - round orbs, pink nipples that would erect to more than half an inch.

This sight did not leave any doubt in my mind about why any woman would be envious of another woman's tits! Envy can only lead to aspiring for similar tits or else - drive them to to suckle on another woman's dream tits - which is what Sushma was doing!

Sushma pouted her lips and darted towards Kalpana's tits. Instinctively, Kalpana's tits were slowly expanding in size, responding to the ministrations of her female partner's pair of hands and the gaze of two sets of eyes! The nipples had become erect buds under Sushma's womanly touch. She knew exactly where to knead, where to apply pressure and when. She knew how to use her tongue and flick the nipples, just enough to get Kalpana moaning with inflamed desire. Sushma would then use her teeth to bite into the right amount of flesh and take as much of raw tit in her mouth...and then slowly "pump" the tit flesh out till the erect nipple would be entrapped between the two rows of white teeth. And wow! Kalpana would wail out loud and ask for more. It was indeed tantalizing to watch wet teeth marks on Kalpana's tit, the smug look on her face, eyes shut and head drooping backwards just to let the foreplay continue uninterrupted!

Just then, I realized I did not want to be the passive one. All my inhibitions about Sushma and her approval, when she was massaging me vanished (read my earlier story on Maid(en) Massage) .

It was about grabbing the opportunity with both hands and making the best of it. And that is exactly what I did! I took both my hands and lifted Sushma's Kameez (the attire on the upper part of the body) and searched for the chord that ties the Salwaar (the pant like dress that is typically tied to the lower half so that the legs are covered fully).

Indeed, the search was not difficult since I had the lady cooperating fully. She tucked in her tummy to let the chord be untied without much ado...and there I was getting ready to slip the apparel down along with her panty! If I had doubts about how her wet juices were getting absorbed when she was massaging my dick (read my earlier story), those were put to rest. Here was her panty, soaked in her juices, husky odor and stained, as any white panty would have been!

What a sight to behold! Sushma sucking on Kalpana's succulent tits, coaxing her nipples to extend themselves ever more; and me gazing into the neatly trimmed and well-maintained cunt of Sushma! Indeed, her cunt was symbolic of one, which has been consistently "seen" action, one that has met with many a probing lip and surely, met with demands of probing tongues!

I had always wondered if women actually like to grow a thick bush down there. If they were not particular about hiding their pussy, it did make sense to trim the bush and leave the pussy to gather fresh air and make it easy for the male lips to access!

My eyes riveted on Sushma’s gaping cunt, were soaking in its size and shape. The wetness had oozed out and was trickling down. I needed no further prompt to know that she was on fire! Nature had done its part - it was now for me to do the rest!

Instinctively, my tongue rose to the occasion. It had known to find its target. It knew its role, its potential and the rewards that were at stake. My tongue probed the outer lip of her cunt hole just to pry it open. The moist inner lips unfolded themselves and were inviting for the kiss. I pursed my lips and met her cunt lips in a nice sucking action. And while my lips were doing their part, the tongue set out to find Sushma's clitty - the part that I always love to tickle, till my woman insists on pushing my tongue away!

I do confess that clit sucking is my most passionate way of letting my woman know how I admire her body. It is indeed my way of getting the satisfaction of making sure that I have been sharing the fun...and the best way to get my woman a "head start"! Indeed, it is all about giving "head", isn't it?

Sushma's clitty was just waiting for me to reach there. It was waiting to participate in the action. Nice and erect, reminiscent of a small erect penis. Just the right size, perhaps, to even invade another woman's pussy, I thought.

I took my lips and sucked on the clitty, in a nice up and down motion. It was like a candy when I did that. She was bucking her hips so that she could get her whole pussy into my mouth. I looked up to see Sushma's action on Kalpana! Guess what I saw. Her hands took over from where her lips had left – on Kalpana's tits,! Sushma's lips had focused, to set the "ball rolling" - literally!

While, I was lost in Sushma's bush, Sushma had gone ahead and dropped Kalpana's dress to the floor. Without losing further momentum, she had glued her mouth to Kalpana's cunny hole and was sipping the nectar, the way she has been used to. The slurping noise, the swaggering action of her tongue and her two palms on Kalpana's tits for support - was indeed a sight to see.

Kalpana had closed her eyes and oblivious to the world around her, was making small movements to get the maximum attention of Sushma's mouth - on the part of her body that was calling the shots! Surely, she was dominated by the need for sex.

Just as I was planning my next move, I found the building urge in my cock, taking over my next move. It was almost as if my cock was telling me that it was NOT enough if the eyes had feasted on a sight, that triggered a raging hardon, there had to be a an amicable solution, too. Without waiting for any invitation, I disengaged myself from Sushma's cunny hole and got up to placate my dick. It had to be now or never!

I walked up to Kalpana's mouth and slowly pried it open with my dick. She involuntarily opened her mouth as if to invite the invader! My dick knew it had to get used to a new mouth and it usually takes some adjustment to find out the best course of action. Kalpana, as if expecting me, brought her hands right to my dick and prodded it slowly in a piston like action.

The erect dick went into ecstasy. She let the dick slip between her lips and took her fingers to slowly cuddle my balls! I love women who "cuddle" my nuts rather than squeeze them. And Kalpana did exactly that! She brought the two of them together and slowly milked them. At the same time, her lips were making a sucking motion. She opened her eyes and looked straight into my eyes. She wanted to say some thing, but no way! She had her mouthful! She motioned me not to do a "fucking" motion. She knew most men just begin humping the woman's mouth, when getting oral attention. But then, this was a more refined form of using the tongue, lips, and mouth together!

It was pleasure erotica! I stayed motionless while my hot prick was getting all the sucking action. I knew the time for my first orgasm had come. I had no intention of delaying it. I took my fingers to my own nipples and gave them the soft prod that they love! The buds were waiting to respond. The oral action coupled with my own triggering my nipples was all I needed to be set on fire!

The scene was set for all of us to cum together. Kalpna was getting her cunny sucked. Sushma had already got a "head start"- after my sucking action; and I was all set to explode!

Sushma opened her eyes and looked at me enjoying the best of oral action. She knew I was being attended to by the expert. As if to reciprocate and express my appreciation, I pulled out my dick from Kalpana's mouth and knelt down on Kalpana’s tits. I took both her tits in my hands and formed the cleft that would encompass my dick. I wanted to form my cum pool on her tits.

I could sense the build up of cum in my veins and so did Kalpana make out from the look in my eyes! Just a couple of lunges, and I emptied my cum on Kalpana's tits. I could not hold my grunts back. The ooohs and aaaahs echoed loud. The women needed no evidence that I was horny! Kalpna had her mouth open since I had left her mouth to inhale some air. She brought her hand up to her tits and scooped the cum and took it to her nostrils.

She smelt it and remarked" Now, I know whom Sushma was milking! Babuji, this was a confirmatory test to confirm the taste and smell”

Indeed, a protracted effort to confirm that it was after all my cum that had spurted on Sushma’s face!

[jay]

My Bengali Maid

It is not a story. It happened with me in real life. I happily screwed this 34C-28-34 maid for over two years, trimmed her pussy hair, showed her xxx pics, fucked her while both enjoying a x-rated video, screwed her in so many different positions that I could never try with my wife.
But it all started very naturally and slowly. Unlike our other writers, it took many weeks to progress even slightly. So please be patient when reading the story.
All this happened some 15 years ago. I was a 5'9" tall, athletically bodied manager in a software firm. We were happily settled couple in our late thirties residing in this 2BHK apartment in Noida area. My wife was not working anymore. India was seeing the economic upturn. Computer technology had just seen Windows-95. Net surfing was slow.
Mobile phones were rare. My wife will attend kitty parties on weekends or go out for her facials, personal care etc. Our previous maid left so we hired a new maid for house hold work. She was 5'2" or so, non-descript, except that she was slightly fair in complexion. She was a wife and a mother, must be in her early thirties.
She will come twice during the day, morning and evening, to carry out household chores. She said she was from West Bengal, but I suspect she was a Bangladeshi. She seemed to be from a rural background, she did not wear bra and her blouse was ill-fitting. Unlike local maids, she did not do any eyebrows, not that she needed one.
I did not pay much attention to her for many weeks. Still, I knew she did not wear any panties; her sari will fold into her ass cheeks whenever she will get up from a crouching position. It is quite common in this part of country, most sari clad maids don't wear panties, and it is easy to piss whenever you find a secluded corner.
In those days we had only one air conditioner at home and power outage was frequent. I used to get itchy in my underwear. To avoid public scratching I did not wear underwear at home, especially from 9pm to next morning. That possibly got her attention. I used to slouch on the sofa in the morning, reading newspaper over a cup of tea, while she wipe-cleaned the room.
My shorts were generously wide and at times my semi erect (morning time) rod will show its head to her. I did not know it till one day I noticed that she was taking extra time to clean the floor near me. I quietly glanced at her from behind the newspaper, only to realise that she was admiring my thick shaft. I also noticed that she was not so ordinary.
She had a fabulous pair of boobs that were showing through her blouse. I quickly got behind the newspaper again as my shaft had started growing at a rapid pace. For next several weeks this process continued. On the occasions when my wife was sleeping or had gone out for morning walk, I will laze around on sofa, giving her ample opportunity to look at my penis, mostly erect due to her attention. But our eyes never met.
She was not aware that she was being watched. I also started looking at her with interest. I noticed that her boobs were quite upright, at times jutting out of her body. Her belly was almost flat, may be because she will do lot of bending and crouching. She had a good skin, quite a smooth one for her class. She did not have hair on arms and lower legs.
In short, she had many features that married women toil hard to get. But the best part was her butts, they were perfectly round and protruding from her behind. She was able to avoid undue attention only because she wore a worn out sari with faded blouse, slightly torn from under-arms, and she had an ordinary face.
I never thought of fucking her or anything. I never thought I will even touch her. She was not my class. But I liked the idea of seducing her silently. So I let her eye my rod, even my balls from close quarters. I used to collect xxx-pictures from a Japanese porn site on my PC. I will save a copy in a hidden folder. I will see the photos when my wife was not around, mostly on my weekends.
I made that file as my screen saver on those days so that my right hand is free to fondle my dick while I watch the pics. One day, I had to rush to toilet to relieve in a hurry. When I returned, I found Mala darting out of the room, blushing profusely. I was dumb stuck. I was worried that she will tell this to my wife.
I had no intention of getting into a marital discord over xx-pics (xxx-pics were quite a taboo for my wife). But surprisingly Mala remained normal in her behaviour and I gathered that she had not thought of reporting this matter. May be she did not risk losing her job, maybe she knew I had no intention to harm her, whatever.
It was only two-three times a month that I would be alone with Mala. Most of the times I was in office or on tour. Then on most weekends my wife used to be at home when maid arrived. But I liked the idea of Mala's choot getting wet by seeing my rod or seeing the pictures. So I gave her ample opportunities whenever we were alone.
I will leave a photo or screen-saver open; I will read some sexy news to show her fully erect penis and all. Then one day she took the next step, even when my wife was in the house. I was talking on my hands free phone at the door of my study room when she passed by to go to balcony. Her boobs had rubbed against my arms, I realised it a fraction later.
I did not know if it was accidental, so I waited. She had to come back from balcony and she did. When her boobs once again brushed against my arms. I knew it was deliberate. I also felt her nipples were erect this time. I saw a faint and mischievous smile on her face or was it my imagination?
My wife gave Mala 2-3 old salwar kameez. They were slightly oversized for her slim figure, but she was very happy. She will come and remove the dupatta when she entered home. That will give me a chance to look at her boobs through the wide neck line. Now I started glancing at her boobs even when my wife was home. Mala was clever enough not to show her cleavage all the time.
There was a corridor leading to front door. No one can see that part unless one is in the drawing room. She will let her boobs generously ooze out through the neckline when she mopped that place, very well aware that I am lustily looking at her well shaped boobs. Next she will work near my sitting place to see my engorged lund and she will let me see her ample boobs.
All this happened when my wife was away in bedroom or bath room. Strangely, we never had any eye contact during these sessions. I think both of us were happy with these harmless indulgences. She had started bending down when serving tea to me, almost showing her nipples. She had nearly perfect boobs despite being a mother in her thirties.
I frequently enjoyed brushing her tits accidentally while crossing each other. I will also give her a feel of my rod on her bums once a while. This I did when she washed utensils in the kitchen sink. I will approach her when her hands were occupied in washing utensils, hers lightly bent posture was more than inviting. I will reach from behind and open the overhead drip-tray to take out a water glass.
She never moved aside, always allowing me to give a gentle feel of my lund on her gaand. Initially I used to approach from one side, but I got more courage when she did not show dissent. I would now go right behind her, making attempt to make my lund enter her ass crack while I fetch the glass.
With time I also started making firm contact and kept it for a few more seconds, getting a heady feeling from her spongy ass cheeks. This will give me a tremendous hard on; I will invariably go to loo to jerk myself after some time. Around this time I also started having this weird idea of screwing her one day, may be just one good romp.
One time my wife returned home while I was in bathroom. Later she told me to keep the bed room door slightly ajar when I am alone with Mala so that the maid does not get a chance to steal anything. That was a good idea. When alone with Mala, I will keep the door open a few inches, come out of bathroom, carelessly throw the towel while dressing up, showing my fully naked body for a few seconds.
I had an idea that some time she watched me go naked, towel my lauda and bums then lift my leg to wear the undies. It finally happened one day. Our the semi-auto washing machine was also kept just outside my bathroom, with two hose pipes going into the bathroom. Mala will invariably come immediately after my bath into the room to start the machine.
One day when I was soaping my balls and dick, I noticed some movement near bathroom door. It was ajar because the hosepipes were coming through the door to the bathroom. I knew she was watching me play with my dick and balls. I quickly finished my bath and came out, wearing only a towel barely covering my ass.
She was there, fiddling with the knobs of washing machine tentatively, as if she was caught red handed. As I passed by her, she mumbled something that she needed my help to operate the machine. I turned back, now I was behind her, my entire body lined up only an inch behind her back. I asked her to show me what she was doing.
As she showed me the knobs without turning towards me, I made my move. I moved my right hand from behind her and let it go across her body towards the knobs of the machine, my arm pressing her right boob in the process. She moved back a little, only to find my bare chest now glued to her back, my lund firmly pressing her ass crack.
While her attention was diverted to all this, I put my left hand inside her kurti and touched her bare flesh above her salwar. In a quivering voice she continued the talk. I got more courage, I let my left hand go up and grab her left boob. It was heavenly. I had not expected her boob to be so fleshy and tight. Her nipples had already hardened and her whole body had stiffened in anticipation.
For next few moments I kept caressing her boobs while poking my rock hard lund in her gaand, and simultaneously kissing her on right cheek, earlobes, neck area and all. She made some weak protest, murmuring " sa'ab, mat karo.... koi dekh lega... aah.." but hardly made any effort to break free from my embrace. She turned to face me after the initial moments, but there was not much space.
She was sandwiched between my bare boday and the washing machine. She grinded against my entire body in the process of turning around to face me. As she faced me and stepped back, my towel fell down! Here I was, fully naked, my raging bull saluting her shocked expression, her hand on her mouth trying to muffle a "oo maa.."
and I was looking at her facial expressions. I whispered in her ears “..ab to poora dekh lia?” She blushed, looking at me for the first time. It was her silent acceptance that ‘ab to mei chudne waali hoon, let me play along’. I started kissing her lips, eyes cheeks, and her entire face.
She melted in my arms, still shy that she was being seduced by her naked sa'ab, my lund was now pressed against her lower half. I guided her hand to my lund. Hesitatingly she took my dick in her hand, not able to encircle the thick shaft with her small fingers. She was blushing and smiling.
We had now reached a point of no return. I was naked, standing in front of my maid, she was holding my dick and admiring it, my hands were inside her kurta holding her back and I was nibbling away at her lips and face. It was only natural that she too sheds her clothes. I paused, only to locate her salwar string and pulled it, making her salwar fall on the floor.
She did not protest how she could when she was already caressing my tool. She was now in her kurta alone, my both hands caressing her back, her melons and her bare bums all at the same time. By now my tongue had forced its way in her mouth, despite her initial protest. May be she had never tasted a tongue before, but she started to like it within moments.
Holding her ass cheeks I lifted her and made sit on the washing machine. Not wasting any time, I proceeded to remove her kurta and make her fully naked (no bra and panties, remember?). Wow, she had a very desirable body, her melons were well shaped, nipples long and erect. As I gently licked her succulent breasts she opened her legs, encircling them around me.
I took time to look at her now wide open crotch. She had very small thatch of hair on her mound; I was expecting a thick jungle. I slipped my hand underneath to explore her cunt, it was soaking wet already. Mala in the meantime had got hold of her favorite toy, my shaft, and was squeezing it. As I resumed kissing her tits and caressing her body, she slid forward to edge of her sitting area.
She guided my lund between her thighs and rubbed it along her choot. Ufff....., I never even imagined the heavenly pleasure I was experiencing at that moment. My maid naked, sitting on the edge of washing machine, her legs wrapped around my body, she rubbing my lund over her choot and me kneading her breasts and bums.
She too was sexcited too, hissing and puffing, silently begging me to enter her love grove. As pushed my tool, she cringed with pain, maybe she was not fucked for quite some time. I greased my lund with some cold cream (Ponds Cream I still remember) and resumed my task. She smelled my hand and liked the perfume of this cream.
I let my shaft at the entrance of her choot and resumed kissing and caressing her body. I felt her muscles relax, she started to enjoy again. I once again put my tongue in her mouth. while she was busy enjoying my tongue, I pushed my dick through her entrance. She flinched but I was already in her choot by now.
After staying still for some time, I started pushing my lund little by little in her choot. Her choot was quite tight; I don't think her husband fucked her of late. The edge of washing machine was a hindrance too. She played her part by sliding further towards to accommodate more of me inside her.
She was also mumbling something in her native language, something that was like urging her lover or hubby to do it more and more. At one time she was barely on the edge; her entire weight was on my lund. She stretched her arms behind my back; I lifted her entire body holding her from her hip and stood erect.
Here she was, a fully naked maid, clinging on to her naked sahib, his tool impaled in her choot, her melons crushed against his hairy chest, her hands clawing his back and her legs wrapped on his hips! It was a Kamasutra re-lived in my house. To add to the frenzy, I was able to ram my entire tool inside her in the process of lifting her.
Her pubic hairs were mingling against mine; it was just too much happening too quickly. I guess she had had a mini climax, her cunt walls were juicy and smooth now. After ramming her a few times in that standing position, I carried her to the nearest wall. I wanted deeper and fuller thirsts but it was not possible in that Khajuraho pose.
I pinned her to the wall she still hanging on me, and started pumping her faster. I knew my climax was building up and I wanted to ram to her deepest point. When I looked at her she was looking out from the window next to us, afraid that people below may catch a glimpse of us in this condition.
She was afraid, but this pervert thought of getting caught was perhaps heightening her ecstasy. She was now biting me on shoulder, her fingers were clawing on my back, her cunt walls had a firm grip of my lund. This was just too much for me and I climaxed, sending unending sprays of my semen into her tunnel.
Within a few seconds, she too climaxed, clasping me with her legs and hands, as if she wants my entire body to unite with her. As she hit a wave of climaxes, I could feel the contractions of her cunt wall, squeezing and releasing, squeezing out even the last drop of my cum. It was a unique experience for me.
As her climax drained her out, her whole body soon became limp, heavy as lead. I carried her to bed and laid her there. My prick slid out of her vagina, along with cocktail of our juices. She remained motionless, in a trance as if she was gang-raped for hours. When we became sober, she wore her dress back, came near me and hugged me.
I felt she was happy as if she had lived her dream, of making love to object of her fascination. I responded by giving her a warm embrace, still not sure if she will start repenting afterwards. But I was wrong. She coyly indicated that she wanted to see those (xxx) pics one day. I kissed her and squeezed her boob indulgently, looking forward to the next opportunity to fuck her.
We had become sex-partners. Both of us wanted to live our sex fantasies, without disturbing our families. In my next submission, I will tell you our escapades that continued for next two years, till I became obsessed with her gaand. Happy screwing!

[jay]

Newly married guy with live-in Maid

I recently got married and needless to say at every opportunity fondle grope my beautiful wife all over her body. She used to jump with shock every time I would sneak behind her and just grab her hard. There were just the two of us in the three bedroom apartment, with a small bedroom as “servant’s quarters”.
Since there was nobody else, we developed care free habits, where in my wife will even be in her panties and bra while cooking in the mornings, I would just walk in nude, pull the panties down and have her in the breakfast counter, sometimes enter her from behind. After six months, my wife decided to hire a maid and we hired a young widow,
whose husband and two month old daughter had recently died in a road accident. Her family was from my native village. She said that she was asked to leave by her in-laws and was desperate for a job. She was very beautiful and was similar to my wife in proportion with larger breasts.
She agreed to be a “live-in maid” with us providing food and shelter she requested that her salary be deposited in a bank or kept with us and she will take money as and when required. She left and said that she would come back in a week’s time to join.
We were expecting our new maid shortly. One day, when I was leaving for my office, my wife told me that she may not be there in the evening when I come back, as she was going to a movie with her friends in the neighborhood. I reached home at 6pm and opened the door and entered the house. I could see my wife in her nightie, washing something in the kitchen sink.
I quietly went to my bedroom, removed my clothes, put on just boxer shorts and quietly came down, crept behind silently, just grabbed the waist, pulled her close, with her cheeks close to mine and I grabbed her breasts and tweaked her nipples. Suddenly, I felt the breasts to be much larger and the nightie around the nipples getting wet. It was then I realized something was wrong.
I pulled away and to my shock and horror I realized it was not my wife but the maid. I also noticed wet spots on her nightie over the nipples and growing in size. I asked what she was doing, when did she come, most importantly, and what was she doing in my wife’s nightie. She explained that she came in two hours ago. As she didn’t have any good clothing my wife gave her the nightie!
I apologized to her, explaining that I really thought it was my wife. I again and again said sorry to her. She also understood the situation and said that we should just forget about the incident and not tell anybody. I agreed and immediately left for my room. I was curious about the wet spot that developed when I pinched her nipples and grabbed her breasts.
I smelt it and to my shock realized it was milk. I then remembered that the maid having an infant daughter. I sucked on my fingers. It smelt and tasted like Glaxo milk formula. I was madly sucking my fingers imagining drinking from her breasts. I also, pulled out my penis wanked it hard, and splattered a huge load of cum onto the walls in my bedroom.
I then spent the next few mins cleaning up. That night, in the bedroom, my wife enjoyed the vigorous sucking I did on her breasts, imagining my maid. My wife was surprised and happy at that! After we were done, she had bite marks all over breasts, her nipples were sore and painful with almost an hour of sucking I did!
Next day was Saturday, I was at home. Our maid (Jaya) was wearing her old & torn saree, her old blouse was tight and I could clearly with her being bra less, her tits were struggling to break free. There were also wet spots in the nipple areas. My wife asked her as to why she is not wearing the clothes she gave to her. Jaya mumbled something incoherent.
Jaya turned and gave me a slight smile indicating as to why she wasn’t wearing the nightie! I also smiled back. The tough nipple and the milk, its smell and taste were still fresh in my mind. I went out bought some maternity Bras and kept them hidden in my room. I was determined to have Jaya. They were very sexy lacey bras. I was ready for Jaya.
I also wanted to see whether Jaya is also pliable. I started with by hanging out in just boxers whenever my wife was out. Occasionally I would let my penis hang out and give a clear view of that to Jaya whenever she brought snacks or was sweeping the floor etc. Initially, Jaya was shocked but over two days she got very comfortable.
As luck would have it, having a live-in maid gave lot of freedom to my wife, who is an outgoing person and she went out a lot with her friends as well, leaving me and Jaya alone in the house. Over time Jaya got comfortable with me, she would chat about her life her sorrows in losing her daughter. I would occasionally give her a pat on the back or sometimes wipe the tears away.
I told her, she can be with me permanently in the house. I also told her, if she likes what happened with the nightie she can wear it, and I will know what to do. She just smiled at that and left. I was very tense as to how she would react to that. Was eagerly awaiting her next morning, to my disappointment she came in her torn saree and blouse.
It was a Saturday and my wife had planned a movie and lunch outing with her friends. I wanted to fix some broken light fixtures in the house and decided stay indoors. A few mins after my wife left, Jaya came in and told me that she is done with the kitchen responsibilities and asked whether I needed any help.
I declined and was busy with changing the tubelight fixtures and cleaning the ceiling fan in my bedroom. Some 30 minutes later, Jaya came in asked whether I needed any help. When I looked down, I got a shock; she had showered and was wearing my wife’s nightie. She also had a big smile on her face. I looked down, and asked her how she can help.
She didn’t say anything, just climbed on the bottom step in the ladder, lifted my boxer shorts up and took my penis into her mouth. This was totally unexpected. Also, I could fully see her cleavage and her large breasts swinging inside her nightie, they were jiggling like crazy. The sight of this and Jaya’s sucking made me instantly blow a huge load of cum into her mouth.
In all the time we had sex, my wife had never taken my penis into her mouth and the sensation was uncontrollable. Jaya continued vigorous sucking and literally milked my penis dry of the last drop. Now with a laugh, she said that it is my turn to help her in the kitchen and left. I was shocked, breathless and dazed at this brazen display of sexuality.
I finished up whatever I was doing quickly and left for Kitchen. I got nude, and entered the kitchen quietly. I entered and saw Jaya in front of the stove her back to me doing something. She was still in the nightie. I went and hugged her from the back. She stood still this gave me time to have my cheek on hers and grope her all over her body, starting from the face down to her neck,
shoulder and then on to her breasts and then waist and finally her pussy and thighs. On the way up I deliberately took time to rub her pussy, while pressing her up hard with my penis poking into her ass crack. I then moved my hands up lifted her breasts up and cupped them and began to squeeze them. I felt the nipple area getting wet.
The wet spot grew in size and also became increasingly white. I turned her around to face me and had a quizzing look on her face. She was smiling and took my face and smashed it into her breasts. I traced all over her breasts, tweaking and proving with my tongue on her nipples, grabbing and pulling them with my lips. She then lifted her nightie up and got rid of it.
Beneath she was totally nude. I got the shock of my life to notice that her pussy was completely hairless. Even my wife doesn’t shave, she only trims it. Somehow, this village girl was into the latest in sex. She looked up and pouted her lips. I bent down and kissed her slowly and firmly. In no time, this turned into a wrestling match for our tongues.
She grabbed my face and took it towards her breast. I immediately latched onto her nipple and started sucking it vigorously. The smell as well as the sweet taste of the milk that had leaked was intoxicating. I started sucking vigorously and steady stream of milk started flowing into my mouth. For the next 15 mins I like a baby sucked milk out of her breasts, emptying one after the other.
Finally, I was tired and was thankful that the milk also stopped flowing. I lifted Jaya and carried her into the living room; I laid out her on the sofa and climbed on top of her. I kissed her all over body, licked her pussy hard and probed into it with my tongue. I inserted my middle finger into her pussy and stroked it all around.
Jaya grabbed my thump and put on her what looked like a tiny button in the inside top of her pussy, when I rubbed and tweaked it, it sent Jaya into raptures, with her body thrashing violently with every tweak of her pussy button. She started screaming, mumbling incoherently and asking me to fuck her. I positioned my penis, took my finger out and sucked her pussy juice,
it tasted like onion juice, she was all wet inside her pussy. I slowly inserted my penis, put my hands lifting up her butt and started thrusting madly in and out after sometime, a violent eruption happened into her pussy. I pulled out and was resting on the sofa, catching up on my breath. Jaya went down on me, sucking my penis and cleaning it of all her pussy juice and my own cum mixture.
Some of my cum was oozing out of her pussy, she collected them on her fingers and put it into her mouth and swallowed it. Some of it she applied on her cheeks and said that “It is very good for skin complexion”. I asked her whether she needs any pills to avoid pregnancy, she mentioned that she had her tubes tied during delivery of her first child itself, as they didn’t want to have more children. I thanked my lucky stars.
I gave her the maternity bras and got lace panties also for Jaya, which she wore gladly. Most of the time, she used to be completely nude inside the nightie. After this every day I drained her breasts and fucked her to my heart’s content. My wife also got increased attention from me, including me shaving all her pussy hair off and giving her orgasms by taking the time and identifying the g-spot in her pussy.
My wife is very grateful to me for that. Slowly Jaya introduced me to the pleasures of anal sex. Whenever I see someone in the kitchen I just fuck it, it doesn’t matter whether it is Jaya or my wife, life is perfect!

[jay]

38 year old mature maid

This story is about how I happened to have sex with my maid at the place I work. I was working at a place away from my home and would only visit home on the weekends. One of the weekends, it so happened that our office management told me to stay back as there was an urgent inspection from head office coming up and lot of documentation and reports had to be updated. My other colleagues with whom I was staying had left as scheduled on Friday night and I had stayed back.

I had informed my wife about the same and though she was upset about the fact that I was not coming over, she had said that its ok work is work you have to be true to your work. We can meet the week after that. My management had promised me two extra days off the following week. Anyways, on Saturday, I went to my office at 10 am. I did not have any breakfast and was planning an early lunch. At about 11, there was a call on my cell. I picked up my phone and saw that it was Rekha our new maid at the apartment we had rented.
I remembered that she was to come at 8 am and had not turned up.I had not bothered to check up as I had to leave for work and as such I had gotten up late. I answered the call. I said, yes Rekha, why did you not come in the morning? She said, bhaiyyaji, my son was not well and I had to take him to the doctor. So I got delayed. I am at the apartment now for cleaning up. I told her, I am at work and I dont know what time I will come back. I said if I am coming early, I will call you and then you come.



She said ok, and then I am going for other work. Call me if you are coming back before 6 pm. I said ok and disconnected the phone. There was some urgent work to finish, so I had to skip lunch. At around 3 pm, my boss called me and said, I think we should call it a day. Most of the work is done; we can finish the rest tomorrow if we work for half day. Can you come by 10 am tomorrow, my boss asked me. I said yes. He said, and then you can leave for the day.
I was hungry and in no mood to cook. I picked up some bread and eggs and walked back to my apartment. Though it was only a 10 minute walk, by the time I reached I was famished and exhausted. I was planning to make myself some tea and prepare some eggs. Then I remembered that I had to inform the maid that I was home and that she could come over to complete her work. So I called her and said you can come over now, I am at the apartment. She said thik hai saab, main 10 minute mein aayi.

Now let me tell you something about the maid. She was in her late thirties, 38-39 I assume. She was plump (not fat), but she used to carry herself very well. She would wear decent sarees, grrom herself nicely. She was not very beautiful but was more than average looking and had a wheatish complexion. Her assets were also very good. I assumed that her cup size would be 38 and her waist size about 30 and her hips about 38. She was pleasant to look at and could give a good hardon to anybody.
We knew that she was married and had a child about 18 years old. Her husband was also a very nice guy and was working as a security guard at an MNC installation about 45 kilometers from the place we were working. He also used to come home on a weekly basis as he had a 24 hour job. We had met him some times when we had stayed over the weekend at out work place he was very helpful and sometimes used to help us by getting things for our house, pay our bills and other odd jobs.



Neither me nor my roommates had any ill feeling towards her, though sometimes over dinner we would discuss that it would be great to fuck her. But that was it. Everyday she would come at about 8.30 in the morning, finish her work quickly and be off by 9.00 am. So that was it. We never called her in the evening as we were alone and our return from office was not fixed. I looked at the watch it was 3.45. I prepared tea put some tea for her also. She came within a couple of minutes and rang the door bell.
I opened the door. I was stunned by seeing her. She was wearing a light beige colored saree with a matching transparent blouse. I could make out that she was not wearing any bra. i asked her to come in. She came in and said, sir doesn’t close the door, my husband is also coming. I said ok and said, I have prepared two cups of tea, one for u and one for me. Will you prepare a cup for your husband? She said yes. I said there are some snacks in the store room, please take it out for him.
She did that and immediately afterwards her husband came. We shook hands and he sat down on the chair. His wife served us snacks and tea and we started talking. He asked, sir kuch kaam hai to bolo. I said nahi kuch kaam nahi hai. Bas thodi subjee laani hai raat ke liye, woh main lekar aaoonga. he said, sir, chai peeke main lekar aata hoon, aap mujhe list de dijiye. I said ok. I said, jab tak tum vaapis aaoge, tumhari wife ka kaam bhi khatam ho jaayega. He smiled, finished his tea and left.



The maid took away the tea cups and snack dishes and proceeded to complete her cleaning job. I took up a book and started to read as she was working. She was standing at the kitchen sink and cleaning the utensils. From where I was sitting I could see her backside. I noticed that the saree she was wearing was clinging on to her body and her figure was clearly showing her ass was showing prominently and was swaying as she was washing the utensils.
I was right about, she not wearing a bra, as from the back I could see her skin through her transparent blouse. I was getting aroused at the scene, but immediately dismissed any thoughts from my head as her husband would come come back soon and by that time her work would be over and they would leave. So I went back to reading the book. A few minutes later, her husband came back with the vegetables and put them in the kitchen. He came to the room where I was sitting and said, sir, there is some urgent work that has come up and I have to leave.



I wanted to take her out for a movie, but since I have to leave, I cannot take her out today. I will come back late. Can she stay at your place till I come back? I said, why should she stay back? Take her with you and drop her home on your way to work he said, sir I am not going towards my house. There is nobody at home. My child has gone to my relatives place and will be back tomorrow night. I don't want her to stay alone at our house and there are not much people living around where we stay and I am always worried.


Please accomodate her at your place till I come back. I will try to come as soon as possible and take her. I looked at her and she smiled and said, sir, I dont mind staying here if you dont have a problem. I said ok, if it is ok with you, I don’t have a problem. The guy left and both of us were alone. She continued her work and I continued reading. After some time my wife callled to find out what I was doing. I said I was alone and missing her.

I also told her that the maid is working and that I am reading some book. My wife asked me, how is the maid? I asked from what perspective? My wife said, dikhne mein kaisi hai? I said theek hai. Kaam me acchi hai. jaldi jaldi kaam karke chali jaati hai. I did not tell her that today she was staying for some time. My wife said, khaane ka kya karoge? I said i have bought vegetables; I will cook in some time. My wife said, kaamwali ko bolo cook karke de. i said main poochta hoon.

She said, only ask her to cook. I hope you are having any ideas, after the freedom I gave you with my friend. I said no. She said ok and put the phone down. I went back to reading. The maid had completed her cleaning and came to me and asked, saab khana bana doon? I said I will do it. She said, kya saab, khaali baith ke kya karoongi. Aap to kaam kar rahe hon, main to bore ho jaaoongi. Aap to zyada baat bhi nahi karte ho main khana banati hoon, to main bhi busy rahoongi. I said ok and she started preparing the food.

After about half an hour, a veru delicious aroma was coming from the kitchen I asked, Rekha kya banaya hai? She said, saab, aap aake dekhlo. I went to the kitchen and saw that she had prepared a baingan masala curry and rotis and had prepared some khichdi also. It was looking very delicious. It was about 6 pm and I said, I will have an early dinner and sleep. You can also finish dinner with me and clean up and watch TV till your husband comes. She said ok. After some time

We finished dinner and she went to clean up and I smoked a cigarette and retired to my bedroom to read and sleep. I heard her switching on the TV. The book I was reading was a fiction novel and there was a very steamy chapter about the lead person in the novel and one of the ladies in the story. I was having a hard-on reading that as the writer had created a very elaborate sequence of lovemaking between the two. My rod was hard and sticking out of the track pants I was wearing.

I was so engrossed in the novel that I did not notice that the TV had been switched off and the maid had come into the bedroom. She stood and the door and asked what are you reading sir? I was suddenly conscious of her presence and my hard on. I sat up on my bed and asked what are you doing here? She said I got bored watching TV and thought if you had not slept, I will talk to you. i said I was about to sleep. She said, how will you sleep sir? You seem to be in a good mood. I can see your good mood.

I covered the front of my track with my hands and she started laughing. She asked, saab kya padh rahe ho ke mood me aa gaye, ke aap mere baare me soch rahe the? I was surprised at her question and I looked at her face. There was a naughty look on her face. I said, rekha, aisi baat mat karo. Tum bahar baitho aur mujhe sone do. Tumhare pati abhi aa jaayenge phir tumhe jaana hai. She said, sir, he is not coming back tonight. i asked how do you know? She said, I had planned this in advance.

My husband is not able to sexually satisfy me as he has a problem. I am sexually very frustrated. I had discussed it with him and he said, if you want to have sex with anyone you are free. I cannot satisfy you, so I dont have a problem if you sleep with someone else to satisfy yourself. i was stunned. Rekha continued, saab, jabse kaam aapke yahan shuru kiya tabse aap mujhe bahut achchhe lagte hai. You are very respectful and protective towards me. I appreciate that. Since

I wanted to have sex with someone and I knew that you were staying back this weekend, I had discussed and planned this with my husband. i lied to you about my son's illness. I was shocked and speechless. I did not know what to say. Rekha then walked upto me, removed my hand from the front of my track pant and rubbed my hardon. A current ran through my body. I was enough aroused by reading the chapter in the book and was about to burst.

Then she squeezed my hard dick, I could not control and I exploded in my pants. She sensed that laughed. She said kya saab control nahi hua. I said mera book mein kuch sexy padhke khada ho gaya tha, tumne dabaya to choot gaya. She said, saab kya padh rahe the, mujhe bhi sunaona. I said let me change. She said, why change sir, just take of your clothes and be comfortable. Saying that she started removing her saree's pallu from over her body and dropped it.

The she pulled the folds of her saree from her petticoat and the whole saree fell on the floor. Now she was standing in front of me with only her blouse and petticoat. I could see the outline of her nipples through her transparent blouse. She had large nipples. I pulled her towards me and ran my fingers across her lips. She sighed and opened here lips slightly. I gently rubber her lower lip and she sucked my finger tip.

I sensed my dick hardening again. She kept sucking my finger tip and kept flicking her tip over my finger tip. My hardon was growing. She took my other hand placed it on her breast. I was amazed at the size of her breast. it was not fitting my hand. I ran my hands over her breast and she started sighing. Her nipples started jutting out of her blouse in excitement. I circled her swollen nipple over her bluse with my thumb. She started moaning and said, saab kholke zor se dabao aur chooso isko.

I opened her blouse buttons and her breasts sprang free. I held both her breasts and squeezed them gently. She said saab zor se dabao na, chuso na usko. I started squeezing her breasts hard and pulle her left breast up and bit her nipple. She shouted "oooi maaa" aur zor se kaato saab. I bit her nipple harder and she moaned loudly. I was kneading her right nipple with my thumb. I then moved to her right breast and bit her nipple hard. She moaned even loudly. I kept kneading both her breasts and

She was shaking her head from side to side and biting her lips out of sheer excitement and pleasure. I then reached my hand down and rubbed her thighs and gently moved my hands between her legs. She parted her legs and allowed me to touch her pussy over her petticoat. I felt a strong wetness and realised that she was not wearing any panties. I moved my hand to her waist, reached to the thread tying her petticoat to her waist. I yanked on the thread and it loosened and her petticoat fell on the floor. She was standing stark naked in front of me.

I stepped back to take a good look at her naked body. She was sweating lightly and her body was shining because of the sweat. I saw that she had sparse hair on her pussy and that was glistening because of her wetness. I sat down on the bed and motioned her to come and sit beside me. She walked slowly and her breasts were jiggling as she walked. As she was going to sit, I stopped her and put my hand on her ass and squeezed her cheeks. I kept squuezing her ass cheeks and pulled her close to me.

I sniffed her pussy and opened my mouth and took my tongue out and licked her vagina opening. She again parted her legs and opened her vaginal lips. I saw the pink inner side of her vagina and saw her clit engorged and waiting to be sucked. I licked her clit and she shivered. I pulled her on the bed and made her lie down. I kissed her breasts, sucked her nipples and went down on her. I kept licking her body as I was going down. I licked her navel and ran my tongue in circles over her navel.

She was now on the peak of her excitement. She had started bucking her hips and i put my finger on her cunt and rubbed the wetness. She held her thighs tightly together and squeezed my hand over her vagina. She then opened her legs wide and gave me access to her cunt. I opened her cunt lips and kissed her clit again. I nibbled on her clit and started sucking it. Her bucking had increased and in a moment she shuddered, tightened her body and then released with a lound grunt.

I realised that she had an orgasm and it was a big one after a long time. She looked relaxed and was breathing heavily. There was a kind of peace on her face. She then got up and made me stand up. My dick was sticking out like a pole and I had a feeling that I had never been so hard in my life not even when I had sex with my wife's friend previously. She gripped my dick and started moving her hand on it up and down she pulled my foreskin back and sucked my dickhead.

I was on seventh heaven. She then took my entire dick in her mouth and was sucking it. I was enjoying the softness of her mouth and the movement on my dick. She then stopped and lay down on the bed again. She opened her legs and said "saab ab apna lond mere andar daalo" ab raha nahi jaata. Apna paani mere andar chhodo. I said paani andar chhod diya aur agar tu pregnant ho gayi to? She said fikar mat karo saab, main taiyarri karke aayi hoon aisa kuch nahi hoga aap tension mat lo aut paani chodo.

Main aapke lund ke pani mere choot ke andar tak mehsus karna chahti hoon. That was enough signal for me. I mounted her and kept my dick on the mouth of her pussy and shoved gently. She was so wet that my dick slipped in easily. It was slightly tight but not very tight. There was enough friction for me to enjoyl I started moving on top of her. I kept ramming her for about ten minutes. As I had come earlier, I was taking some time to come again. I asked her to turn around and started ramming her doggy style.

She was matching my thrusts with her thrusts. Then after 5 minutes, I pulled out and lay down and asked her to get on top of me so that I can suck her breasts. She mounted my dick and started moving on my dick very hard. I felt that she would rip my fore-skin off. She was slamming her cunt on my dick very hard. I was experiencing some pain. But I saw that her face was clenching and i realised that another orgasm was building up. I held her breasts tight and started responding back. My orgasm also started building up and in one massive thrust I shot my entire load into her cunt.

She screamed and collapsed on my chest. I knew that she had also come. I held her face and raised it. I looked into her eyes. She smiled and noticed contentment on her face. She said "saab bahut time ke baad sex ka maja aaya. Main jaanti thi aap ke saath bahut maja aayega. Par aap apne aur doston ko mat batana. Main randi nahi hoon. Main sirf aapke saath akrungi jab tak aap yahan pe ho. Main sirf aapke liye hoon. I was happy to hear that. I promised to her that I would never say this to anyone.

I was feeling lucky. I had a threesome waiting for me at home and a horny maid to satisfy at my work place. I could not thank God enough for this life. I embraced her and we slept together that night. I woke up again in the middle of the night and we had another round of hard sex and slept off again. I woke up early next morning very fresh. I noticed that she was already up, had bathed and was preparing tea and breakfast. She saw me and came to me and kissed me on my lips.

I kissed he back and we kept smooching for about 15 minutes. She then pulled away as the bell rang. I went and opened the door and found that her husband had come to take her husband looked at both of us and smiled he held my hand and shook it. He thanked me for taking care of his wife's needs.