Hello, my dear readers and writers. This is Mahesh from a small village in Andhra Pradesh. I am 26, fair, fit and a healthy guy. I am 5 feet 11 inches tall. By god’s grace, I got decent looks to gain the attention of pretty and beautiful women out there.
My dick is 6 inches long and 2½ inches thick. I am not from Africa to have 9 inches or 10 inches tool inside my pants. But the thickness is something which I am very proud of. I firmly believe that satisfying women in bed purely depends on the magic of foreplay we have before having sex.
If you last just two or three minutes without satisfying your women, what is the use of having an 8-inch or 9-inch dick? I have been an avid reader of the kissewasnaake site for a very long time. So I thought to share the beautiful memories of my life with sexy and hot women.
My erotic journey started 6 years back when I was 20. The story I will narrate is real and true to my life. At parts, I would add some fiction to spice up the things. Dear readers, don’t expect sex in every part of my story. I am not Cupid God to get every woman I desired to get into bed directly.
Ok, let’s get into the story without wasting any time. It all started in 2016 April. I completed my engineering degree. I returned to the village for a break before entering into the new phase of my life. My father is the richest person in our village, and my mother is a housewife. I am their only son.
I enjoyed the village life after a long time as I hadn’t visited my parents during the last semester of my degree. One day my mother fell from the steps while coming down (as my parent’s room is on the 1st floor). Her left leg got hurt, and she had a small injury on the forehead.
The doctor suggested my mom take complete bed rest for three months as there is a chance of hurting her leg more if she takes the strain. My mom was very worried as there would be no one to care for my needs.
So, my father appointed one of the maids who work in our paddy fields to do household chores till my Mom recovers.
The next day, I woke up to the broken sound of a flower vase. I was very angry because no one dares to wake me up and does unnecessary noise when I was asleep. It was the maid who was dusting my room. I was about to yell at her, but I resisted after having a thorough check of her looks.
She was wearing a maroon colour saree with a white blouse. Her black coloured bra is visible from her blouse as she is drenched in sweat. Her age would be around 33 to 34 (exact age 36), which I later learned from her. She was brown, and her hair was made into a bun.
She draped her saree below her navel. Her left boob was exposed as the saree got stuck to her right side. The mangalsutra on her neck, which is in between her boobs above the blouse, added more sexiness to her figure. Her face resembled a model on the cover pages. In total, she is not looking like a maid.
Her hip is wide, and the slight fat on that tummy makes any men crave for licking that yummy navel. She is an Arabian Horse and a model material born in a village. Trust me, guys, I observed all these through my sleepy eyes. My dick is raising inside my shorts.
Maid: Sorry Sir (She was very afraid), it was my mistake. I hadn’t observed the vase while dusting. I am extremely sorry. Please forgive me. I will clean this mess now.
Saying this, she bent to pick the glass pieces from the floor. Wow, I was amazed by the scene happening in front of me. I can have a clean look at her boobs from the top angel. My dick rose further, and it was tearing my boxer. If she picks her head, I will be in front of her with erected dick.
To avoid that awkward situation, I went inside the bathroom. I calmed myself down and came out after washing my face. By then, she had cleaned the floor and was waiting for me. She was looking at me with an innocent face.
Me: (With a calm tone) What’s your name?
Maid: I am Renuka, Sir. I am very sorry, sir. It wasn’t intentional.
Me: It’s ok, Renuka, don’t panic. You leave now and prepare breakfast. I have to feed Mom as she needs to take medicine.
She felt slightly relieved and left for the kitchen as I hadn’t made an issue. I had sex with my ex-girlfriend two or three times during our college days. I, too, missed sex very badly as it has been a long time. My raging hormones started provoking me to bang my hot maid.
I decided that at any cost, I was going to eat this country chicken daily until I stayed in the village. I took a bath, got ready and came out. By then, Renuka had prepared the breakfast. I went to my mom’s room, fed her, gave her the medicines and told her to take some rest.
Nothing much happened in the morning. Renuka was at my mom’s room looking after her. In the afternoon, Renuka came to my room and called me to have lunch.
Me: Renu, Did you feed my mother? (She was 16 years elder than me, but I used to call her by her name).
Renuka: Yes, sir, I fed Madam and gave her the medicines. She is sleeping peacefully now.
Renuka and I went to the dining table. My mother is on the 1st floor, sleeping inside her room. There isn’t anyone in such a big house. We both were alone. I thought it was the best time to talk with her and take any chance.
I sat at the dining table, and Renuka started serving me the hot Ragi Balls (a famous Andhra Dish) she made with mutton curry. As she was standing next to me, I could see her left boob inside that white blouse.
I was getting hot. I observed a sweat droplet come out of her blouse. It started flowing slowly on her yummy stomach. The sweatdrop went inside her navel. Ahh, that made the atmosphere even hotter. I was eating her with my eyes and cursing myself for not licking that sweat drop with my tongue.
Me: Renu, the food is very tasty. I need these balls daily as my lunch (I licked my fingers looking at her boobs).
She understood my intention and covered her exposed boob with saree pallu with a slight shyness on her face. But I was busy in my job, i.e., scanning her breasts and looking at her deep navel. As it was summer, the temperature was extremely hot, and she was sweating a lot.
Again the same scene repeated, yes another sweat droplet was flowing on her wide hip. This time without wasting the chance, I immediately cleaned the sweat drop with my left hand. I was eating with my right hand. In the process, I caressed her navel hole and slightly pressed her hip.
Renuka jerked and moved away from me. She was still in shocker for what had I done.
Me: Renuka, I think you were tired, see you were sweating a lot, go and take some rest. I will leave after having lunch, and I am sorry I touched your hip without your consent. I wanted to clean that sweat droplet flowing on your body.
I made her believe that the touch was unintentional. She got convinced and hadn’t made any scene. Still, she was terrified and went inside the kitchen in a hurry. I felt bad for what I did and thought I had to take things slowly.
From then, Renuka stayed at least a feet away from me. But, I never left any opportunity and touched her here and there. She was a very restrained woman and never gave up on my seduction.
So, first, I decided to get close to her emotionally. I started asking about her and her family continuously. I didn’t want her to see the horniness in my face, so I kept her in talks. Initially, she didn’t open up but slowly told me about her.
Her husband is a drunkard, who never helps her financially, so she started working to look after her two small kids. There is no one in her family to support her, as she doesn’t have any relatives. I felt pity for her, but I was happy inside because she was getting close to me.
While telling about her family condition, she blabbered about how frustrated she was, as she hadn’t had sex for a long time. Renuka’s husband never satisfied her after having two kids as he was getting old. I was in shock after hearing her words.
I felt very proud of her inside because she never gave up, no matter how much she was deprived of sex. Things took a huge turn from then. She started getting close to me and never refrained from my touches. I was dying inside to sleep with her but never showed it on my face.
Slowly, I was getting hold of her. When I went to town, I cleanly shaved my pubes and brought three packets of condoms. I was very confident that she would give up quickly.
I know she was into me, but I wanted to confirm that. If she isn’t interested, then our family reputation will be gone. So I came up with a plan. When Renuka was cleaning the hall floor, I acted as I fell due to the slippery on the floor.
She came to me and helped me in getting up. I was acting like my right hand got twisted while I fell. I was limping, so she decided to help me reach my bed. I kept my left hand on her bare hip to support her while walking. On the way, I pressed her hip strongly and acted as it was very difficult to walk.
She hadn’t told anything and resisted my touch. Slowly, I moved my hand upwards and pressed her left boob. She gave a slight moan. Renuka arranged my bed, applied some balm on my leg and told me to take some rest. She left for the day, as it was very late.
The next day, I came up with a master plan. As usual, Renuka came to my house and did all her chores. She fed my mom, gave her the medicines, arranged her bed and made her sleep. I was waiting for her to come into my room. She came inside my room for calling me to have breakfast.
I sat silently without talking anything with a sad expression on my face.
Renuka: What happened, sir? Why are you sitting silently?
Me: Renu, my right hand is still hurting. I haven’t taken a bath till now. (With a dull face) Can you help me in getting a bath?
I observed her facial expressions. First, she was hesitant and was about to say something. But, I intervened and requested her further. So, Renu agreed as she couldn’t see my dull face. I was very happy that my sexy maid would help me take a bath.
Before she could say anything, I removed my t-shirt and shorts and stood in the boxer immediately. She slowly came close to me take me inside the bathroom. As I acted that my leg was in pain, I held her hip very tightly as support. Whenever I touch her, she slightly moans, making me mad at her.
We went inside the bathroom, and she made me sit on a stool. Renu picked hot water into the mug and slowly poured it on my head. First, she cleaned my head with shampoo and then took the soap and applied it to my body.
When she touched my bare body with her soft hands, I felt current waves passing through my body. My dick got erected and started oozing precum to her touch. Renu observed it but remained silent and continued with her work. She was slowly cleansing my body with soap.
Renu tucked her saree pallu near her hip. She was standing in front of me. She isn’t wearing a bra. I can see her nipple poking inside the blouse. While cleaning my back, she got very close to me. Her right boob is just a few centimetres away from me.
If I open my mouth, I can bite her nipple over the blouse. So, I decided to try my luck. I gave a light bite to her boob. Shhh! She moaned and gave a sexy expression. Suddenly the devil inside me woke up looking at her sexy face. I asked her to wait, stood slowly, removed my boxer in one go.
I was stark nude in front of her with an erected dick. Renu opened her eyes wide, looking at my black dick (Yes, I am fair, but I don’t know why my dick is black). I can see a sudden change in her facial expression. It was mixed with fear and lust. She was getting tempted but didn’t show it on her face.
Renu: (Turned away) Sir, Why did you remove your underwear?
Me: (With a rough tone) What happened, Renu? You were cleaning my upper body. It would be a disturbance to you while cleaning my lower body. So I removed it. It’s ok. Don’t worry. It will be between the two of us. I won’t tell anyone, and you too, don’t get panic and continue bathing me. We are getting late.
Saying this, I again sat on the stool. Renu slowly turned towards me. But her eyesight first went to have a glance at my dick. She came closer and completed cleaning my back.
Now she has to clean my lower body. I was waiting for that like a hungry dog. Renu first cleaned my toes and legs by applying soap. Slowly she bought the soap to my thighs and applied it very gently. My dick reached its peak, and standing tall like a pole.
Her hands reached my bulge. This time I gave a slight moan. She was caressing my balls with her soft hands and slowly started applying soap on my dick. Renu handled my tool with utmost care. I was about to cum. But I controlled my urge as I didn’t want to waste it by sprinkling it on her hands.
Renu: Sir, does your thing stays all the time like this (she meant about my erection).
Me: Not all the time. It stays like this only when you present near me.
She was feeling very shy. That’s it. She was completely into me, and I could bang her in whatever position I wanted. I took some water into my hand and sprinkled it on her. She, too, did the same, and we both played like that for some time and came out of the bathroom.
Renu was completely drenched in water. I was still nude and roaming here and there in my room. I gave her a towel to clean herself. She removed her saree and stood in front of me with a blouse and petticoat. She was wiping her body softly with the towel.
I was scanning at her. She looked at my dick told me to dress up and leave the room. She wanted to remove her blouse as it was very wet. But I did exactly the opposite. I lay on my bed naked, watching her.
She understood my intention and requested to leave. I was in no mood to listen to her words. I decided to see what those ripe mangoes inside her blouse would look like. Renu knew that I was very adamant and would never leave the room without seeing her boobs.
Renu went outside the room. She slowly looked in all directions and locked the main door bolt from inside. Then she came into my room and locked the door bolt of my room. She came and stood in front of me with much hesitation.
She started removing her blouse hooks one by one slowly. Suddenly my heartbeat rose from 60 beats per minute to 100 beats per minute as this hot maid had made my day!
A good writer not only need to know how to start a story, but he should also know when to stop it. I know that very well. Enough for now, my dear fellow kissewasnaake readers and writers. Hold your dicks and pussies until the next instalment comes.
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