Nandita To Nandini
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Hi, I want to tell you all my true sex story. Names changed obviously. I am Ankur and am a senior marketing professional. Had recently moved back to India after working for last 8 years abroad. My email is () Apologies for a long introduction to the story. But it will have a shorter & precise second part soon.
Although I am from New Delhi but I took up this new assignment in a smaller city in South India. I wanted to be away from the crazy crowds, traffic, noise and have peace for some time. So even though the pay was not good I still accepted the job. My wife was living in N.Delhi and use to visit me once in 1-2 months. I was new to the job but it was very easy for me, hence I was relaxed. Therefore I did not keep any house help and did my house chores by myself.
In my third month there I realised and so did my wife that I better employ some house help as they are so low salary here, it’s better than doing the cooking, washing, cleaning myself. I was only home at night and spent the day in the office (longer hours).
We got this first maid and she was very best I could imagine. Well-dressed, very clean, knew all the work, and also spoke decent English. She was reasonably fair to South Indian standards, reasonable thin and tall 5-5. I suppose her weight must not have been more than 65 kgs.
She had long hair, always oiled and with a white flower garlanded. Soft spoken, polite and never gets angry. Right from the first day she impressed me & my wife a lot, though her salary was high @ INR 5000. But she would be at home from 6.00 am to Noon and again from 4.00 pm to 9.00 pm. This timing was very good for me too. I allowed her to watch our TV as there was not much work at home.
Her cooking skills were excellent and sometimes I use to stand next to her in the small kitchen watching her cooking pick up tips myself. I am also a good cook as living abroad I have cooked myself all these years. Sometimes we use to touch each other in the kitchen while I was asking her questions about the cooking. She never took it adversely as she never complained.
Gradually I had started to come home on time from the office and not stay there for extra hours like I did earlier. This maid attracted me back home. Sorry, I forgot to mention her name Nandini. One evening after returning home, I had my shower and sat in front of the TV reading a book.
Then she approached me and had two files with loads of paper in them. She asked me for help. These were papers for her home she had bought under a scheme from the state government for LIG (low-income group). She said that the contract has approached all residents and said that if they pay their house will be upgraded to MIG (medium income group).
I asked her about her family background and then she opened up and told me a lot. She said her husband was well educated and was a skilled mechanic in a factory in that region. But in an accident, he had died. They had a son who is now studying had bought this house before his death.
She was a widow and her one son was studying in a boarding missionary school far away. Her in-laws live in the village far away with their other sons and they do farming on their land. Nandini’s husband had left the family and come to the town to work. This house was bought on a loan.
But after her husband’s death, she received 7 lakhs compensation in total including PF, gratuity, insurance, etc. So she paid 2 lakhs to pay off the balance of the loan and settled the loan. Then she kept the remaining 5 lakhs in the bank as FD.
The contractor was now asking for 1.5 lakh for upgrading each house. He would install a 1000 lts water tank and pipe water inside the house. Put tiles in the kitchen & toilet cum bath. Also, repair the toilet cum bath. Do electric wiring inside the house and major repair to the roof & floor.
So I tried to study her papers but some were in English and most were in her state language which I did not know. I use to allow Nandini to sit on a stool when watching the TV. Even now we were in front of the TV and she was on the stool.
So I called her near me so she can read her documents written in her state language and transited it partly in English and partly in Hindi. Her Hindi was very poor. I understood most of it and made my notes and then gave her my expert comments & suggestions. During this time we were so near, she on my right side that my right-hand elbow was always touching her boobs but she did not move away or complain. Our face was also extremely close to each other in our sitting position. That day came to an end.
After a week she spoke to me just before I was leaving for the office. She said she has spoken twice with the contractor and she has a problem with him. He is asking for some legal documents which she does not understand and does not want to sign without my consent. So she requested me to go to her house after office.
That evening after office I met her at a landmark and picked her in my car and we drove to her locality. Then walked a few minutes to her house. It was a series of continues houses made with common walls on both sides. She took me inside her house and I sat on a wooden chair. The house was very clean and tidy.
There were 2 rooms with a small kitchen and toilet cum bath. The plaster on the walls was falling and there was no paint and also patches of the ceiling had fallen. There was no electricity. While I sat she went and fetched the contractor.
When he came I spoke to him and told him from my notes of the land & building title Nandita had of her house (was not a leasehold) and other legal matters. The contract saw that she had brought a learned and educated smart middle-aged man speaking English and knowing the law, so he immediately backed off and agreed to the initial terms. Then he made Nandita sign in my presence on the original work order contract.
Nandita gave him a cheque of Rs.50,000 as an advance for the work and he left. She was now very happy but it had become dark and so she lit a candle. Then in the dim light, she held my hand and kissed it and thanked me for my efforts. I did not leave this chance and I hugged her and accepted and we left for home. While walking back to the car it was dark and we walked on a kutcha road so she held my hand firmly and showed me the way to the car. Then we came home.
In next days made a plan and one day called Nandita from office on her mobile. Told her that I had won 2 tickets to the movie of that evening so will she come with me as I wanted to go but not alone. She said she would love to but her clothes were not of the standard to go to a multiplex.
So I said I will come early and meet her in the market and take her shopping and from there we will go straight to the cinema. She agreed and we met at a market. She wanted to shop at the small shops while I took her to a air-condition big shop. We went in and I spoke with the salesman in English and asked for medium priced saris.
He showed us many saris and we liked a few. Almost all were between 800- 1500 each. So we took a few in hand and I asked for the trial room and both of us went there. I stood outside and told her to go in and take off her sari and where these new ones loosely in front of a mirror to see which she likes.
She took off her sari and I saw her first time in blouse and petticoat. Both were tight and small for her. Her boobs were certainly big. She showed me the first sari and then said please come in the trial room and close the door. I did so realizing that she is trying to get closer to me.
She changed each one and she showed me. We liked them all, so I told her to wear a new one and come out, then I left. I went to the sales counter and paid for all the 5 saris. She came out and we left the shop. She was so happy and was walking right next to me both our hands touching each other.
Then I told her to buy cloth for petticoat and blouse so we went to a small shop and bought these cloth matching to each sari and decided she will give them for stitching tomorrow.
We went to the cinema and we were late. So the movie had started and it was dark inside. This was my plan to be late, I did not really come to watch the movie but to get a chance to buy her some clothes and sit next to her, touch her and come closer to her.
In between, I went to the loo and on returning got two coke & popcorn. I was holding the popcorn packet and extending to her so she could also take. My hand was resting on the chair so my hand almost was touching Nandita’s boobs all the time.
I saw that she did not complain and she did not push my hand away either and was enjoying the movie and taking the popcorn. Then it finished and we came home. It was late so I asked her to sleep here rather than go home so late.She agreed but had no bedding. So I told her to take off her clothes and sleep on the sofa in front of the TV and I sleep in my bedroom. She agreed.
Next morning I gave her Rs. 500 for stitching the petticoat & blouse and she thanked me. She said I had already done a lot for her buying so many saris. After 4 days when I had got home from the office she had a smile on her face.I asked her what is the matter and she said she will show me something after dinner. So like usual I had my shower and then dinner. Then she brought all the new saris and petticoat and blouse and kept on the sofa.
I was sitting right next to it. She said she will change in the kitchen and show me one by one, and I agreed. So she did so and when she was showing me then she had her pallu in her hand like a model and away from her body so her blouse was exposed. She made two very low cut blouse so I asked her why and she gave a naughty smile. I now realized how large her melons were. I enjoyed the demonstration and had a hard on. She also saw my hard-on in my boxer. She thanked me again for it all. This was all worth my money and I was coming close to her.
The next day I called her from the office and told her that I wil be late at home, there is emergency work in office. So she said don’t worry and she wil stay back at home for my dinner. I reached home at 10.00 pm and she opened the door. I saw the TV was on and lights were closed, it was dark inside the house. We switched on the light and I saw she was wearing a nighty quite transparent until her knees only. Under the nighty she had her under bra & panty.
I took shower and she gave me hot dinner. Then I told her to give me some hot oil to put in head as it was paining. I went to my room and sat. She came with the hot oil and told me to take off my t-shirt and then she started putting the oil in my head herself. I moved to make space on the bed for her and she came and sat on the corner of the bed. I was feeling relaxed and so good with her soft fingers going around my head , neck and shoulders. Slowly she came down to my upper back also. I said I will lie down and she continued and did my whole back till she reached my boxers. Soon her fingers were going inside my boxers too.
Continued in part 2 of the sex story.
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The next few days were bliss. Justine rushed home from college each day to be transformed into Aunty Sophie’s niece as she tried on all the outfits they had chosen at the shops. Justine, with a bit of makeup and the right clothes had become a beautiful young woman. She learnt the power of a peeping lacy slip could make men weak at the knees. Sophie also lent Justine some more lingerie until she was able to build up her own collection. Perhaps they would make another trip to M&S at the end...
IncestHello readers, this is Rahul and it has been a while since I last visited ISS. Thanks for the overwhelming support for my first story. If you haven’t read it yet, please go read it. In continuation to my first story, it’s been 5 months since then and whenever my sister visits home, I used to find a chance and fuck her. After 5 months, my brother-in-law shifted to Canada and so was my sister. What the hell!!!! All the fun I had was gone and I was feeling lonely. I tried to get busy with work...
Copyright© (c) 1994-2003 "Oden the bardling averred His muse was the bum of a bird, And his Lesbian wife Would finger his fife While Fisherwood waited as third." -author unknown She came highly recommended, with references and a resume that greatly impressed me. The children loved her, my wife was thankful of the excellent work she did, and I was able to spend more time with my work. The maid also entered my family and began to systematically control or terrorize everyone in the...
The drive to Don and Carol’s isn’t far but traffic was snarled making the journey irritating. It had been an arduous work week for both Jean and I and we were looking forward to the evening as we always do to these special get-togethers. Jean and I are married, in our late fifties and began swinging about eight years ago. Jean is 5’ 8’’ tall, a slim blonde who could easily pass for 38. She has small breasts with large, erect nipples, an ass to die for and a multiple orgasmic pussy topped with...
SwingerThe drive to Don and Carol’s isn’t far but traffic was snarled making the journey irritating. It had been an arduous work week for both Jean and I and we were looking forward to the evening as we always do to these special get-togethers.Jean and I are married, in our late fifties and began swinging about eight years ago. Jean is 5’ 8’’ tall, a slim blonde who could easily pass for 38. She has small breasts with large, erect nipples, an ass to die for and a multiple orgasmic pussy topped with...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
The Resort Maid Belladonna Elias Dara and his wife, Mariasela, exited the bus with smiles on their faces as the warm wind off the Caribbean Sea brushed against them as they stepped onto the resort's grounds. They followed their fellow travelers towards the check in desk while the resort staff began to unload the luggage from the bus. As Elias followed behind them, hand in hand with his wife, he smiled as he thought about how his vacation was going to be far different than that of...
It was all in place for Leo Munby. He had sold the company that he had built from the ground up for over 100 million dollars. He had given 20 years to creating that company and now he was going to enjoy the middle years of his life. The deal was signed. He had bid goodbye to all of his employees and returned home from the office for the last time. He exited the building through the servant's entrance as he often did. The feeling of walking under that sign always gave him a thrill. Of...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
Chapter Four: Miss Marilynn Molests the Maid By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “Miss Marilynn! Missy Marilynn,” a panicked, feminine voice called, reaching into the confused thoughts of Marilynn Gully, the young philosophy teacher at The Kensington Boarding School, an all-girls school in the English countryside. “Please, please wake up, Miss Marilynn.” What happened? the teacher wondered, trying to organize her thoughts while her body lay limp, her eyes closed. She felt the hands push on...
My Father, The Maid, by Oona. I thought it was really weird when I received the random text from my step mother, even though I had known her for most of my adult life as my father's new wife we had never really been close. Hell, for that matter I had never really been close to my father either, he was always pulling long hours at the office when I was young, so he was never around. Nowadays I rarely if ever saw him, once a year for Christmas at most, and maybe a text on my birthday....
Made to Maid name of author withheld by request Part I It was great having my own car. Even though it was a just a used Neon, I didn't care. A car was a car. My parents had bought it for me only a few weeks ago for my 18th birthday. And today, I was making the drive by myself from Omaha to Chicago for a cousin's wedding. I was shocked when they said I could make the drive myself, but happy to have the newfound freedom. Having left after school, I knew it I wouldn't make it...
I have been submissive for as long as I can remember. Growing up I adored my mother and would watch everything she did around the house. Eventually I would help her with more and of the cleaning, cooking and laundry. She playfully called me her maid when I was helping her and I began to refer to her as Ma'am. When I was 13, we decided that I should go to a friend's Halloween party as a French Maid. For some reason this really excited me! My first masturbation fantasy was imagining...