It was a hot summer in northern Karnataka where temperatures touch 40 and it was semester exam time. My parents had to go to a marriage and I was alone at home. The maid’s name was Rama (changed) 5’ 8” and with a handful size of boobs, a dark brown complexion, and a tight body. I was in my early twenties.
One day, Rama came in the morning as usual and started the routine work of sweeping the floor. She wore a cream color chudi dar and a black color bra which was holding tightly the melons. I was in my bermuda and watching the maid sweep the floor. It gave me a hard-on instantly. She was talking to me casually and asked did I have coffee. I said yes and told her I have it for her too.
I gave her the coffee. She had it and continued her work. Since it was summer, the sweat was seen on her armpits and the cleavage was revealing droplets on her boobs. The dark complexion made it look more beautiful. I just told her I was going for a bath and told her to continue the work.
After my bath, I came out and went to my room to wear clothes. From my room, I could see the housemaid washing vessels and her hips were moving in sync with her movements. I could not control and took my tool and started masturbating.
Rama had to still wipe the floor. I was in no mood to move out of the room but I had to move out and she caught my tent and went as if she had not noticed it. I just went to the bathroom and cleaned myself and came back.
After coming back, I could see her hips and the raw nature of her body tightly packed in the chudidar. I could see her panty linings, bra straps and the sweat on her body. All those were making me go mad. I asked her does she have to go to any other home after her work here and she said no.
I knew she left her husband long back since he was a drunkard. I asked her what work she had to do for the rest of the day. She said that there was nothing other than cooking. I asked her if she can stay with me for rest of the day since I was alone and I can prepare food for her also.
She said it was not right. I said that there was nothing wrong. I get bored by staying alone and she can just give me company and can go back in the evening.
Rama was smart enough and rejected saying that she had to tell her sister about this in advance or otherwise, she would be waiting for her. I told her, “Fine, then you can carry on.”
I could not forget the views which I got in the morning and was in the same imagination until noon. After the food, I was having a masturbation session and suddenly, the doorbell rang. I was sweating already due to the act and was in my boxers where the tent was visible.
I opened the door and saw it was my maid in the same dress. She asked what happened after seeing me in sweat. She went through my body. She could make out the reason for it and told me that she came at the wrong time and started to leave.
I stopped her and asked, “Why are you going back again?”
She was hesitant to reply and asked her to come in. I told her that I knew why she was going back and she was shocked. I told her it was common and that I do not have any wrong intention on her. I told her it was a physical need and I was not forcing her.
The servant was taken aback by my open talk and was not looking at me. I told her she can leave if she wants to, but I just clarified my intentions.
She got the confidence and started to speak. She started the conversation straight to the point by saying even she had physical needs too and unfortunately she got a drunkard as her husband. I consoled her and then she was looking at me with a helpless face. She told me, “We can do it but it has to be kept a secret.”
I said, “Yeah, of course,” and just took her hand and gave her a loving kiss. The glow on her round face with piercings on both nostrils of the nose and dark chocolaty colored lips with a smiling face made me jump in ecstasy.
I told her we have 3 full days and no need to hurry. I asked whether she can stay for the night. She told me it was not possible since her sister was with her and I thought it was a safe option as well.
I took her inside the house, came near her, and held her face with both my hands. The sweat smell from her body was driving me crazy. The lips were locked and I could see her body shiver like a fish out of the pond. Slowly, I held her waist and the athletic firmness was just too hot to handle. This continued for 5 minutes. We were exploring each other’s lips and at the same time, my hands were on her hips which were soft and plumpy.
Rama was saying, “Kishan, tadiyak agtilla (I am not able to control).”
I said, “Avsra yake (there is no urgency)” and pinched her ass cheeks. She hugged me tightly. Then I made her turn back and caressed my tool over her back. It gave me an instant hard-on. She also felt it and her hands were searching for my hair to hold the grip.
My hands took control over the respective boobs and the tight grip made her give her first moan.
The softness and firmness above her waist were reflected in the boner stiffness below. Touching the tips of the maid’s boobs gave me the relishing feeling of touching a half-ripened mango tip. The aroma of her sweat was equivalent to the mango smell.
I held her so tightly that she was asking for help and at the same time, she was not able to control her emotions. We both went to the bathroom, kissing all along the way. As soon as we entered, she gasped and hugged me so tightly that she was rubbing her crotch against my boner. I could feel the furnace heat in her breath and the lava was about to erupt.
I just took some cold water from the tap beside me and caressed her waist by lifting her chudi top. She was shivering with ecstasy. I held her neck and started to kiss her all along her hidden treasure chest.
The stage was set now to erupt.
To be continued.
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